The Thaw A poem by M. Anne Alexander The Thaw With the thaw, this rosebud, flesh-pink, silken, responds to my touch with soft scents. She has survived, so far, though tears stream from opened pores, shining in the white... Continue Reading →
Leaving Seashells Along Riverbank Meadow A poem by Wendy Webb Leaving Seashells Along Riverbank Meadow If earth is heaven in a shell, a priceless pearl selfheal, the riverbank shades whimsy’s leaf of dappled drifts from hell. Why, I could live... Continue Reading →
Rydal Cave A poem by Isabel Miles Rydal Cave The ceiling of the cave’s a frozen storm at sea, its visitors, just people in a cave, together, vulnerable in water-dripping semi-dark. Goodwill wells up. We offer help to strangers, point... Continue Reading →
My 10-Year-Old SelfA poem by Tricia McCallum My 10-Year-Old Self I will take her tiny hand and she will lead me out of here. She makes sense of what I can’t these days. Cuts to the bone, her instincts impeccable,... Continue Reading →
Sourdough #6 A poem by Samuel Louis Spencer Sourdough #6 Did you get the loaf I left bereft at your door step? Did you slice it with the knife I cut you with that time we tried making dinner? Did... Continue Reading →
On Returning Home A poem by Keith Gorman On Returning Home Shaggy hedges climb high around the mildewed shingles of the old yellow house like husky green leaves—the neck scarfs jacketing the late June rose. Over the unkempt lawn, small pockets... Continue Reading →
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