By: Jon Carter don’t think how long mustthe soul remainunfed- the leafless treesare pale yellow miragesof themselvesof the springstoic atop frosted hills… …but on the bus when I close myeyes I make themgo away-power? no, only perception. opening my eyes…
By: Michelle Faulkner This is not a quaint case of the bluesNo handkerchief for a dainty cheekI want to howl, I want to shriekI want to tear the world in two As you safely standIn your well-dressed landHanding out ornate…
By: Louis Efron Beautiful Trees Petrified roots cemented deepIn the rigid jaws of Earth Arms struggling against another stormFruit and leaves dead yet unfallen Thrust to crackCrack to break Limb to limb, serpentine rainFills the spaces between Two imposing figures…
By: Pawel Markiewicz The vault opens itself at dawn.The calyx of an Arctic alpine forget-me-not reopensfor an enchanting glory of the sunshiny dreams,because of the eternally august poem,that reads lenient and benignant. Throughout the day:there is up there a paradisiacal…
By: J.K. Durick On Hold It’s another worldYou dial intoIt rings twice andYou’re thereA voice greets you andTells you thatYour call is importantTo themAnd to stay on the lineAndYour call will be answeredIn the order it was receivedThen the music…
By: Jim Brosnan Along Muddy Banks On a gray morningin the early hoursafter first light, I follow a mile longwooden boardwalk,binoculars in hand, sight a pair of whiteegrets and an ibisamidst thick reeds. In an estuary sixhundred yards awaya teal-headed…
By: Richard LeDue Wordless A grey sky says it allwithout a single word,even if it leaves mesearching for a wayto express sadness that isn’t heavyas lead, while his cancer diagnosissinks in- my mind listening to the silencethat sounds a lot…
By: Pramod Rastogi Why Fear the Future? Not even a nanosecond to lose has Time,It has been on its trot since the Big Bang.The future continually recedes into the pastAs Time moves into the mists of infinity. The threads of…
By Ruth Z. Deming He was late, very very late. I was frantic, but I had gotten a messagehe would soon be here. I was diverting myself by talking to a former boyfriend, RussellEisenman, now living in McAllen, Texas. The…
By Robert Isaacs Chiwala Witnessed Tales Beautiful dyes spreadIn twilight of sunsetStories I have experiencedColourful like a rainbow I had done this beforeI was naïveNo remedy in regretOnly pain but life goes on I had witnessed thisI was there that…