By: John F Zurn Uriel Fox enjoyed his many discussions with his fellow citizens of Newton. Nearly every evening, he’d meet group retirees and enjoy coffee and stimulating conversation. One afternoon when […]
Uriel Fox Runs for Mayor
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‘Breathless’ and ‘Our street’ poems
By: Lynn White Breathless In this new societyof masks and miasmaswe are being suffocatedwith pillows of powerand prejudice,hardly hidden,in the institutionswe were told would protectus all.Some of usbelieved it. But the old […]
‘The Window’ and ‘Nostalgia’ poems
By: Wei-Chih Eudela The Window The windows are said to be the eyes of a homeI like viewing into them when I am all aloneBecause they give me a short glimpse of […]
What is life?
By: Abdul Hadi Haleemah I wonder and wander,Through the thickest part of,the forest with thorny trees,In search of the meaning of this haven; life I swam the depths of the seaand asked […]
After Laughing
By: Dennis Vannatta It had been Roger Barr who phoned the office, but it was his wife, Connie, who answered Earl’s knock on the door. “Roger can’t talk to you right […]
Tails from the Whirligig
By: Stephen Kingsnorth From swirling wash to swirling stringon spinning top is this world of spin.Stick-sprout upturned umbrella ribs,invert pyramid, caged cup, gust dip,with no still pocket for retreat, butupdraught airs sight-hidden […]
Feel the Hope
By Edson Sambala There are tough moments in life,Times when grudge expressed in words,Pulling down efforts invested for the future,Though water which has been poured downIt’s hard to have it in a […]
‘Unrequited’ and other poems by Ken W. Simpson
By Ken W. Simpson Unrequited Flushed out by anger and doubtswith nothing left but a black abyssto escape from life’s cruel realityfor hopeful unfulfilled anticipation. ### Cultural Values In the waste-bin of […]
‘Daring the sea’ and other poems by Umar YB
By: Umar YB DARING THE SEAS Daring the seas, Come what may. Ready to know The tidal kindness Or the kind Of its deceit. If I cross the swells, Safe and sound, To the other coast, That’s my wish. […]
The Hill
By: Don Tassone Henry Valentine sat straight up in bed, awakened by the morning sun, thinking he had overslept. Confused, he looked over at his clock. 7:18. His heart raced. Is this […]
