We don’t appreciate how often we get lucky A poem by Joe Cottonwood We don’t appreciate how often we get lucky She who loves the enormous wildreturns from Alaska and tells meshe hiked alone, not wise. Nibbled a snack, needed. Saw a... Continue Reading →
The Crone’s SecretA poem by Jennifer Lagier The Crone’s Secret A wise woman evolves from once-nubile nymphette,shelters in the heart of a forest,communes with foxes, squirrels, racoons. She is apple-faced, enfolded in pansy print fabric.White egrets flap across her bandanna.She... Continue Reading →
Messages A poem by Susan Shea Messages A tiny hummingbird stopped shortstayed in place like a helicopteron a missionlooked right into my kitchen windowright at me forcing me to wonderfeel like I just received an untoldmessage from beyond this daywell... Continue Reading →
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 →
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