Category: POETRY
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“Late Summer Mountain After the Rain” by Danielle Hanson
The steam from the coffee cup replacesmorning fog entangled in the porch wisteria,blooming and falling. Bird song drips from trees,soaks into ground. The sound of bees liftsinto the tree, solidifies as honey. We leaveporch shade, pour ourselves into day. Danielle Hanson is a poet who strives to create and facilitate wonder. She is the author […]
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Two Poems by Richard Dinges, Jr.
Controlled Burn Flames climb a hillside just beyond my home, with volunteer firemen along inferno’s border, priest to control this burn, protect me from this heat, from being consumed by flames they hold back with their magic while flames lick blue sky and wave at me, not in welcome, only a wild glee that I […]
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“Making Kites” by Doug Van Hooser
Making Kites I think it was willow wood. The bark stripped like an apple peel it would bow in a flattened half circle. Strings attached in knifed notches tug the wood spars ends toward each other. A forgotten knot binds them in a cross. Newspaper used for a sail, words to be carried by the […]
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“LADLE” by John Tustin
LADLE Hand like a ladle dips into the pool to hold a cool drink in its’ crooked palm only to spill most through the sieve fingers that areas matchstick columns resting before reach- ing the dry mouth – Most of the water running quickly down from the cracks in the ladle of a cupped palm […]
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“WHAT YOU HEARD” by Tyler Jacobs
WHAT YOU HEARD As I drank your mornings starless: A hue the color of breath. Something like drifting vapor against this curtain Of birdsongs. Maybe it was the closeness of the horizon And what I said under it that closed our eyes. And then it felt quiet at which point there was nowhere to be. […]
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“SAKURA” by J H Martin
SAKURA From the gate Follow the lane Until you Reach the field Take in the air Turn off the noise Make your stride slower It’s always there No need to rush No need to amplify No need to separate The cherry from the tree J H Martin is from London, England, but has no fixed […]
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“BROKEN BONE TRILOGY” by Toti O’Brien
BROKEN BONE TRILOGY ARCO IRIS You ease pain on an upward curve then you let it slide downwards taper into rainbow shreds as it meets the horizontal plane of the mattress. Alarm clocks go off at strange hours. You sleep in sections and segments freely stitched across days and nights. You used to play games […]
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“Broken Glass” by DS Maolalai
Broken Glass the street at night colourful as glass shattered and scattered on the asphalt in front of a grey car- park bottlebank, as wild and as colourful as wild-growing flowers, as characterful also, and also as bright. the cheer of blue glass, and of green glass, and clear glass. how it catches the sunlight […]
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“Angels” by Benjamin Schmitt
Angels I have met angels despite those times I spent searching for happiness until my sadness bled crying my car through traffic swerving between tears and bumpers But I have met angels always dressed modestly always with a kind word like the skateboarder who called me a good dad as I felt ashamed for yelling […]
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Two Poems by M. Nasorri Pavone
417 Sunset Avenue Your modest clapboards and white trim, a two-seat porch from which to love your delicate lemon tree – for you I dreamed to be at my pinnacle and now you’re unable to overlook my lapse. I missed your dismantling but not the shock of the flat dirt lot I came upon in […]
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