By: T R Bates All summer long I’ve been waitingFor the asters to bloom again.I don’t know exactly why,Maybe because they areThe last field flowers of the year,The last flowers Barbara and […]
Waiting for the Asters
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‘Boasting Bees’ n ‘Strangers’ by Wole Oyeboade
By: Wole Oyeboade Boasting Bees You sting us at worshipAnd scatter us in lordshipYou fly away into hideoutReactions , regrets, reigned for daysYou insurgent beesHums hums hums Boasting bees, the more the […]
‘Mother Nature’ and other poems by Kenya Jimenez
By: Kenya Jimenez Mother Nature My eyes love watching the lavish pink sunsets withpatches of purple, but I truly fall in love at nightgazing at the bright stars and crescent white moon.I […]
‘A Straight Street’ and other poems by Pijush Kanti Deb
By: Pijush Kanti Deb A Straight Street Action and reactionblowwhispering and counter whispering,blastshouting and retaliated shoutingandgive birth to a universal realisationof the value of life and timetillthe construction of a Straight Street,polishedby […]
Lethargy & Weight
By: Connor Orrico Language languishes like the ballet dancerin penché as lights turn off on stage;I have exhausted its nourishment and am leftwith the bitterness of bromide in my mouth.
The Corpse on my Street
By: Olabisi Bello “And the opposite of life is not death, it’s indifference.”— Elie Wiesel Beyond the windows of my school busempty eyes call out to meluring me in with their overbearing […]
Heather
By: Bruce Levine Heather fastened the collar tighter around her neck. It was almost spring, but there was still a chill in the air. She wondered when spring would actually arrive; she […]
‘Revisitations’ and other poems by Ted Mc Carthy
By: Ted Mc Carthy REVISITATIONS Tremor cordis. Remember how it wasat about twentytrying to decipher Latin tagsin the winter garden but nothing connecting,language resolute in keeping out;the soil too, locked and blank, […]
Beach Memories
By: James Bates The memories were flooding my mind,Waves crashing on the beach,Windswept sand blowing,The last light of day receding,Gulls calling along the shore,And Dad with his speed graphic camera,Taking photographs.I was […]
Tall Tales
By Drew Alexander Ross “Tommy threw Dad’s wallet on the roof.” These words revealed to my parents they had a liar-liar pants-on-fire rascal for a kid. This happened during […]
