By: Annapurna Sharma MY HEART TRAPPED… I mused –my story was no differentfrom the one my grandma croonedin my baby years,about the Mantrik and his hearttrapped in a wee bird,in a cage. […]
‘My heart trapped’ and other poems
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The Real Vaccine
By William T. Hathaway Our world now writhes like a wounded worm, helplessto escape its torment, blindto the cause but blaminga bug: “Stop it, stomp it, strangle it!Too late – inside us, […]
‘Ten Winter Haiflu’ and other poems
By: Jake Cosmos Aller Good-Bye 2021 Good Riddance Reflecting on the last six yearsOne cannot but senseThat momentous thingWere happening everywhere 2021 was worst than 2020And the year before as wellNonstop terrifying […]
The one that got away
By: James Aitchison The poem came in the night,out of the stilly darkness,each word crystalline,each line exact,the whole effect polished,perfect, perfect!,I dare say edible,hovering a millimeterbeyond my consciousness;but with the dawncame the […]
Bridge Appleton Buys A Boat
By: James W. White On a sparkling day when the morning fog hung back along the horizon, a conversation interrupted Bridge Appleton’s concentration while he watched a sailboat make its way upwind. […]
‘Smoke signals’ and other poems
By: Jack Henry the ‘i’m still here’ days i hear people talking about them good ole days,back in high school,back at the quad or in the gym,at a pep rally before the […]
The Loom
By: James Aitchison The world is my loom,The wheel spins,The Voice speaks.You do not have to waituntil death.Only man makes complexities toconfuse the real and the eternal.Heed not the Self,come forward and […]
‘Trance’ and other poems
By Prathap Kamath Trance the dog came aroundthe pileat the same hoursniffed it and fell in a trance the pile had been therefrom the beginning the dog wasa later happening i was […]
‘Inside’ and one more poem
By: Irena Kovačević INSIDE Sprinkle on me the ashes of the old daysand rub it into the collarbonesof my new insides. Press into the touch moldsthe words of this one that floweda […]
Coming Soon
By: Robert Walicki Acre didn’t have much going for it as towns go, but it was as good a place as any for starting over. At least it’s how Dave reasoned […]
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