An hour a day, sometimes more, I chipped away with mallet and chisel on a block of marble I found in Carrara and shipped to New York on the deck of a trawler. I offered the marble to a famous sculptor who told me he works in granite only so I grabbed his beret and one of his smocks […]
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EQUUS & ANIMA November and I’m walking home after work, shortcut through the paddocks with a chill ground fog closing in around me, animals huddled together stare dull eyes in a dull light, mesmerized by their own breath. The field is a vision of hoar-frost and sculpture, necklaced with fences. Air so still I hardly notice them at […]
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Most Recent I’m making sure all is still alive. Checking the pulse of the homepage. Routinely observing to see if the rise and fall of ideas is still in sway. I make the most of this room, circle the table, tell my little jokes, and hope that what I’m saying reaches out like a tree limb tapping or even […]
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On White Wings I Fly (For Misha Collins) (Parody of Bon Jovi’s “Wanted Dead or Alive”) by, Melissa R. Mendelson It’s always the same, only the monsters will change Everyday seems like the heroes are fading away Another catastrophe, where Hope is losing hold I’d fly all night just to be by their side Chorus: I’m […]
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WINTER IN A FACTORY TOWN It’s the winter before winter. And the winter after winter. Everything’s stripped bare. The winds bluster like politicians. Only with cold air, not hot. Month after month, eyes can only stare, lips are too frozen to speak. The birds have flown south and are staying there. Just like senior management, except the top […]
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RELEASE – By Roger Singer Strong pulses water my eyes as I fail under collapse of trying to control, to stand or sit. My feet, weak, pull at my legs, like gravity forcing the moon to fall. The grief backed up my breaths, choking the air within me like cold thick soup. I gasped to free […]
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The following is a collection of five movie based poems submitted by one of our very talented contributors…. writer & poet, Ray Gallucci. SPY IN THE SKY (Based on the movie, Eye in the Sky, ”which focuses on several sets of military and government personnel trying to decide whether to launch a drone strike that will almost certainly result […]
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DO-OVER (Inspired while watching “United 93,” the one flight that was prevented by its heroic passengers from fulfilling its mission of murder on September 11, 2001) If you could go back To one time and place, Stop accursed attack On the human race, Could you simply choose (Knowing what you know) Holocaust of Jews? Nine-eleven’s blow? […]
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He Landed Mad He lands with embers smoldering within and feels as senseless as the crazy cow plunging herself into barbed wire again and again at his cattle ranch. He walks the gangway behind the wisp of a woman. During the entire second part of his flight, she sat with her laptop open near him and nothing more than […]
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My friend, Edith Giles, is the mom of my childhood friend Tom. Tom is kind and loves sports and was my childhood protector against the likes of Michael Lombardi in grammar school. My brother Ed was another who looked out for me. Mrs. Giles would always say hello, how are you, and would read my writing, something always important […]
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