Photography ? – Kayaker (By Melissa R. Mendelson)
Photography – Kayaker (By Melissa R. Mendelson)
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Read moreWhat We Notice – By Gil Hoy I first lived like a tadpole swimming up-current in a raging river Not noticing that I’d been crowned heavyweight champion of the world, the impossible odds overcome, or the miraculous union with my waiting cell that might otherwise have been washed away and lost. The lesson is that you have already overcome […]
Read moreIN WILLIAMSBURG In Williamsburg we learn How freedom ours was earned, At least for lucky born Of alabaster skin. Their independence claimed By declaration famed That Founding Fathers framed, Though was still had to win. But if from continent Of African descent, Whatever effort spent Was not for likes of you. Four score and seven years Still had to bear […]
Read moreMy God Author: Milenko Županović King wanted to build a hill in this place works are going very slowly his insane ideas workers have died in this place when King was already old, ordered the construction stops the sun is shining on a rocks Along the valleye choed my God, my God At that moment, everyone knelt and began […]
Read moreA Puzzling Marriage Married 60 years Fred and Daisy still are very different people. All day long they hide their differences to make their marriage last but every night after supper they let them out silently. Fred in his recliner works a crossword puzzle while Daisy in the dining room works a jigsaw puzzle but neither Fred nor Daisy speaks a word until one has finished and howls […]
Read moreFeral I bend in mourning bending to the loss of someone so familiar – your nurture-needing eyes and a temperament of molten lava whose tone was innocent and unrefined. I see you now in the doorway, flat and tensing but never moving, then at ease with me as a soft sigh overcomes you. Born in a tight spot […]
Read moreTomorrow Things I have this list Started long ago Though I cannot recall when The paper’s crumpled Folded and stained With edges torn and thin From time to time I pull it out Allow my eyes to scan down through Before I click my pen And quickly Scribble a new word or two No lines mar These […]
Read moreRocky the Raccoon On a cold winter night the raccoon eats pecans under the tree. It keeps its distance or rather I keep mine. I can hear its sharp teeth grinding on the paper shell. Wild! It stops. So I pick one up off the driveway and toss it its way to show the world can be kind even […]
Read moreOnce this bedroom door is closed the rug deals in flowers, its dark scent reaching up where your eyes expect sunlight and miles away the heady whiff from a firefly –already she’s naked the woman you just this minute inhaled, a deep breath who can’t see, has to feel along the grass though the dead still stake a […]
Read moreSometime In April: The 1994 Rwandan Genocide The ancient grudge among the Rwandan clans Inflamed by the corruptive white swallows In April 94’ turned an indelible tale Etched on the bloody pages of Rwandan history The long gathering smog of apprehension Billowing in the Rwandan skies One haunting April, bade peace a bye The state head flying in […]
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