Waves a poem by Paul Hooker WavesThe past is the present experienced as longing.—Rubem Alves, The Poet, the Warrior, the Prophet.At night the old man comes back to the wavesswelling, sparkling in the moonlight,failing, falling back to swell again.They never... Continue Reading →
My Mother's Sunset A poem by Diane Frank My Mother's Sunset What I most remember about her paintingis what she did with the sky. A band of bright orange, but rapidly fading. That tangerine stripe at the edge of the... Continue Reading →
CloudyA poem by B.J. Buckley CloudySky rubbed whiteby wind's chill thumb.Mulies ghosting upout of the sage,sheep in the gullies –fog of their voices,their dirty wool,needle-rimeon the bobwire fences.Old sheepdog,eyes milky with cataract,listeningwith her bellyto the grass. About the Author: B.J.... Continue Reading →
Pianist A poem by Aneek Chatterjee Pianist The rectangular wooden boxhad intricate carving on its top.Inside the box were, what you told us,pearls, --- letters from a mother to her son.Each letter on the letters were like a pearl,you said.... Continue Reading →
How to Brush a Dog to Transform TimeA poem by Tricia Knoll How to Brush a Dog to Transform TimeKnow your dog’s term limits.For a furry English Shepherdthat’s fifteen minutes – free of Fourth of Julygrenades, earthquakes, or lightning,no visible... Continue Reading →
Scarlatti Out West A poem by Marianne Szlyk Scarlatti Out WestThese notes could be waterheard on the radio,the classical music stationstreaming in from the coast.Even the announcer’s voicesounds like a full reservoir,but someone else’s reservoir.This sonata could makethe listener believeit... Continue Reading →
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