By: Alan Berger Even a KingThat is going to breakHas not a clue of his impending fate Any promise I hurl at youSoon in time Will turn on me like a screw When the rain comes in To shower my…
By: Gopal Lahiri Mother’s history Here the women take on mother’s history, The caress of a finger, a faint touch, the idea of a shelter, the silent ecstasy in the womb; A city square recalls the bliss of a love…
By: David Yi Anger feels hot as his red skin starts to flare His cries of anger are loud like a warcry The taste of anger is dangerously spicy, enough to make a man die The burning smell as his…
By: EG Ted Davis I pray for the health of this body, Lord, but if it shall fail me- as it eventually will- take me to my state of rest- leave behind my bones- until that gathering day.
By: Mark Kodama The Fly The noise of the fly, Shattered quiet of the shade, On a summer’s day. Undocumented, But history nonetheless, Etched in the Memory of a mortal man. The Frog The frog eyed its prey. A dragonfly…
By: Paweł Markiewicz As a tribute to Hugo Grotius The triple Mondo 5-7-7 5-7-7 Valedictorian*as Master(=Scientist) a young scientist …………………….. V: Has philosophy of politics something to do with the untroubled and peaceful? M: It is untroubled like magic marvellous…
By: Paweł Markiewicz I full goblet I become an existence when Your memory shines goblet of Osiris I miss at will cup without blood comes true spell of dew I am blissful butterfly you turn dew into essence fog over…
By Alan Berger In the middle of the night At the tail end of another tales thought flight I remembered I line That made me give back all the lines of advices I ever had bought “If you are scared…
By Michael Mogel An ancient rhythm a ritual that defies time like dancing the Argentine Tango. A frozen face like a mask hiding the fear of death. The touch of another invading a stream of movement. The tune is always…
By: Carl Parsons A Late Quartet of Beethoven Old men were playing a late quartet of Beethoven and resonant wood throbbed in ancient hands and skeletal fingers rubbed the music’s body like a lover like a magician of death and…