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 →
There is Beauty A poem by Njeri Wangari There is Beauty There is beauty in who we are,not men and women,but childrenwhose souls go giddywhen our soles feet feel for the dewon fields of greenwhere our eyes stretch out to... Continue Reading →
I’m Older Than My Mother Ever Got to Be A poem by Suzanne Dudley I’m Older Than My Mother Ever Got to Be Memories of my mother can arrivelike apple blossoms. Pale pink buds, delicate, a hint of perfume. They may glide... Continue Reading →
What Lingers A poem by Mary Fox What LingersShe took your old-but-still-working truckto her new job, taught her kids to drive in it,loaned it to her husband when his jeep pooped out,fetched groceries and birthday presents in it.Whenever she drove it... Continue Reading →
Wherefore A poem by April Krassner Wherefore I cannot remain fixed on the factof Saturday, or is it a concept?The concept of Saturday? I’d likeit to be. I’d like it to be bothfact and concept: Saturday.Maybe it is. Maybe not.... Continue Reading →
advice from my future self A poem by Rose Brightree advice from my future self here i sit under the ancient evergreens,ninety-five growth ringsgracing my faceand still the winds of lifeblow through medid you succeed or fail?that is what you... Continue Reading →
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