Inner Channel A poem by Eva Waldauf Inner Channelhovering on the vergeof innovation and transition,understanding, perceptions and essence,chrysalis, precursor to sensitive breath of wingsinternal whispers say it’s early, not yet, almost,nourishing myself for that heightening, expansion,physical with fresh picked, nurturing... Continue Reading →
Havertown Road in Mourning (Pantoum) A poem by Ali Widdoes Havertown Road in Mourning (Pantoum) On Havertown road in bedroom lit morningthe Fisher-Price farmhouse letters in sunold crayons to color, the pages imploringand Popsicle sheaths held in hands, sticky thumb... Continue Reading →
The River and the Crows A poem by Karen Vail The River and the Crows The path along the river is steeped in green.The summer crows cast an alarm as I pass,scolding me, an interloper. Their sharp jibes only encourage... Continue Reading →
This A poem by Joe Cottonwood This Quail Court is a manicured plot where dwells a schoolteacher named Jane who this once in the entire span of our lifetimesI meet for a few minutes in her bungalow offlamboyant art, orchids in pots. Jane outlines... Continue Reading →
Riding the Highlands A poem by PD Lyons Riding the HighlandsShe spoke in an accent lost like heat from living thingsbroken snowy things that long winters become around here.The absence of people in her world meant things would not get... Continue Reading →
Anhinga Drying Her Wings A poem by Laurie Kuntz Anhinga Drying Her Wings Where has she flownfor the need to stop on a lily pad and spread wet tipped wingsunder the ebb of day? What venture caused her to dive into this lagoon black with... Continue Reading →
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