Three poems by Steve Klepetar: "Summer's End, Traveling West," "The White Hour," and "Between the Lines"

Steve Klepetar’s work has appeared widely. His poems have been nominated for the Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net. Recent collections include My Son Writes a Report on the Warsaw Ghetto and The Li Bo Poems, both from Flutter Press, and Family Reunion, forthcoming from Big Table Publishing.

Three Poems by Steve Klepetar: "You come upon a house in the woods," "Regret," and "Appetite."

Steve Klepetar’s work has appeared worldwide, in such journals as A New Ulster, Boston Literary Magazine, Deep Water, Expound, The Muse: India, Red River Review, Snakeskin, Voices Israel, Ygdrasil, and many others. Several of his poems have been nominated for Best of the Net and the Pushcart Prize . Recent collections include My Son Writes a Report on the Warsaw Ghetto (Flutter Press) and Return of the Bride of Frankenstein (Kind of a Hurricane Press). His ninth collection, The Li Bo Poems, has just been published by Flutter Press.

STEVE KLEPETAR: "LI BO'S GARDEN", "MINNESOTA", "ENTERING THE OLD WOOD"

Steve Klepetar’s work has appeared in nine countries, in such journals as Boston Literary Magazine, Deep Water, Antiphon, Red River Review, Snakeskin, Ygdrasil, and many others.  Several of his poems have been nominated for the Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net.  Recent collections include Speaking to the Field Mice (Sweatshoppe Publications, 2013), My Son Writes a Report on the Warsaw Ghetto (Flutter Press, 2013) and Return of the Bride of Frankenstein (Kind of a Hurricane Press).

Poetry By Steve Klepetar

 

Steve Klepetar's work has received several nominations for the Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net.  His seventh chapbook, Return of the Bride of Frankenstein, was recently published by
 Kind of a Hurricane Press 

This feature includes a selection of three poems: 

Walking To Sauk Rapids, Just to Let You Know, I dream of dogs with bared teeth



Walking To Sauk Rapids

Walking to Sauk Rapids is not as easy as it sounds.

Yes, there’s a bridge, sweetly gray and newly built,

but finding it in this endless mist takes patience

and a strong pair of eyes.  Sonar helps - bats careen