By: Margarita Serafimova Harbour I am entering, the waters are sparkling. Ζεύς (Zeus) I resolved to bear my loss of you as a swan bears upon the curves of her neck the atmosphere. The River took me away from you, and…
By: Rimli Bhattacharya She loved to dream an outlier she was Ink ran through her veins. She believed in love as love gave her locution to fill the void with string of words. Yes she was a dreamer – She had…
By: Denise O’Hagan Pine nuts at lunchtime It was in the way of things That a casual sighting in a supermarket trolley In front of me of a packet of nuts And I was a girl again Delighting in that…
By George Zamalea THE RIPPLING WIND It well may be part from the tall-grass county Disappearing into the Corn Belt, The furious echoes were still hearing Through the rippling winds! Sea of Corn and laughs I must say, Where the feeding…
By: Michael Mogel Summer time walks, any time of day. Summer weather rain, a place to stop and linger. A place with metal roof, the rhythm section’s tight. They’ve played this tune before. Now that we are here don’t let…
By Michael Mogel Tire tracks fade in winters freeze A drunken winter – a spring time tease Brown pine needles slip from boughs Mittens drop to the wooden floor Wandering at night alone Watched from a winter window Like children…
By Chinese Poet Hongri Yuan Translated by Yuanbing zhang Ⅰ The golden sidestep of the days,ah! arranged golden ladders years. A mirror let me saw countless smiles of time. The long corridors of gold leading to countless crystal space-times. On…
By: Grant Guy the city i the city the steam of the city runs through my finger & fills the breath i inhale in carnal partnership of concrete & blood of the noise & clamor embraces like a lover can…
By Giles Selig Sad news just came from my poor sister About the beau she knew as Mister. He had a mansion on the boulevard, A maid and a Mercedes. He worked hard. A ton of money in the bank….
By: Mark A. Murphy Critique of Critical Criticism Should we turn a blind eye to those acolytes of critical criticism, or note with all due attention, the ‘inability to resolve the tension between the lyrical and erotic’ in a given…