Poetry
Poem By SIMON PERCHIK
Poem By SIMON PERCHIK * She wraps your limp the way the sun marks out its darkness and along the ground pours a small circle –you’ll make it back she says, writes on a pad kept open how seabirds will ...
Poem – Processes (By Sanjeev Sethi)
Processes Grammar of grief wraps itself around the tremors of time and chips: organize blue pencillers. This will obliterate your errors. Better still, equip yourself and be your own editor ...
Poem – A RED RANT (By Joseph Cavera)
A RED RANT (By Joseph Cavera) To all, I wonder everyday...why all of my friends, enemies, and acquaintances alike are crying and slowly edging towards sheer insanity...is there nothing that you can show alacrity over? Do your actions and words ...
Poem – The Song of Songs (By Henryk Baranski)
The Song of Songs FEAR FEAR FOR THE CHILDREN FIND FLIGHT FOR THEM ALL AND OTHERS AND SWEEP FOR SOLOMON AND HIS ANCESTORS AND FIGHT FOR HIS DAUGHTERS AND SONS. THOSE WHO THINK OF LOVE AND REDEMPTION THOSE WHO SPEAK ...
Poem – Respitoration (By David Russell)
Respitoration Can there still be irrigation Now the stem’s closed, dry? Can there still be imagination – When the bottom’s gone awry – When everyone can see Through every ancient icon? In spite of everything, maybe – When light floods ...
Poem – The Dry River (By John Swain)
The Dry River Red desert sky collapsing to black in the vast cottonwood shadow. Wind in the cane, rock on rock and a sheep horn in the dirt. Star on her skin in wisdom, the moon returns to mountain. Her ...
Poem – LA BÊTE DE GÉVAUDAN: 1764-1767 (THE BEAST OF GEVAUDAN) (By Ray Gallucci)
LA BÊTE DE GÉVAUDAN: 1764-1767 (THE BEAST OF GEVAUDAN) (Based partly on http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beast_of_Gevaudan and translations from http://www.dinosoria.com/bete_gevaudan.htm and http://facteurx.chez.com/betegevaudan.htm) What devastated Central France three centuries ago? “A Wolfman Beast” said those who glanced and dodged this deadly foe. “La ...
Poem – Early to Rise (By David Russell)
Early to Rise In vigour, he did the splits in freedom In free vigour, he did the splits Freely, he did the splits in vigour, With vigour, he did the splits freely Vigorously, he did the free splits – He ...
Poem – WE IV (By Ajise Vincent)
■ WE IV we too have drank from the gourd of hate, that goblet filled with throes & gore. we too have been flogged by the r(age) of the storm, drowned in the waters of our cowardice, slammed with ...
Poem – LET’S GO FLY A KITE (By Narges)
Let’s go fly the kite - By Narges Friend, gather the broken frame Change the eroded parts Attach the needed new pieces Allow new glue to dry Apply a fresh coat of color to frame Choose a vibrant shade for ...
