By: Shilpa Rajagopal In botany one day we learned about tylosis,the physiological process – a phenomenon, really-that protects the heartwood in treesa battalion of vessels barricading the decay so that darkness no […]
Heartwood
That Which I Am
By: Joan Carol Bird Peru The curator lingerson monastery steps—restoration renders fourfanciful touristsfortunate voyeursin this sixteenth-century cloister.Besides the hermitall life here is for the moment banished.Our monk ushers usfrom one macabre chamberto […]
Review: ‘Toward a Peeping Sunrise’ – a poetry collection
By: Carol Smallwood Carole Mertz, author, poet, and editor, has had works published in literary journals, U.S., Canada, Great Britain, and Africa. She is a Book Review Editor for Dreamers Creative Writing; […]
‘Rubies’ and other poems by Jean Fineberg
By: Jean Fineberg Rubies Glistening ruby beads on four parallel chains parade across her teenage arm. A shaft of sunlight penetrates the drawn blinds. Nighttime at noon. Her shaking hand holds a […]
Poem: Glorious Meditation
By: Patricia Saunders I am falling in emptiness with no handrail to clutch I am drawing in breath and plunging down passageways I am dim with night, and full of light. My […]
Woman On The Lam
Review: ‘Visits and Other Passages’ by Carol Smallwood
By: Ronald Primeau Visits and Other Passages by Carol Smallwood, Marquis Lifetime Achievement AwardWinner. Georgetown, Kentucky: Finishing Line Press, 2019. 115 pages, $18.99. In her latest of over sixty books,the prolific Carol […]
Writing such a tribute to Anna Akhmatova
By: Pawel Markiewicz We have given a mathematical sum; components are flowers or blossoms, namely: a lady’s slipper’ orchid as well as a bleeding-heart. The flowers of the the lady’s slipper’ orchid […]
Lament for a future in memory of Leonard Cohen
By Ron Ridenour I cried again this morning. Tears just burst out as I was dusting the house. I’d set Leonard Cohen “The Future” album on the record player to accompany my […]
Poems: ‘Distraction’ n ‘When I come back’
By: Kelvin J. Shachile Distraction I dream I am in a homeWhich isn’t my own.I see light like a flash far away fromThe fields where the Maasai moransHerd their flocks and cattle.And […]
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