BALD EAGLE – By Jean Berrett
BALD EAGLEBy Jean Berrett
BALD EAGLE
Yesterday driving home from Patuxent Wildlife Center,I thought I saw the eagle. I pulled over off the roadand leaned out lookingthrough...
SOULS IN LOVE – By Katharine Coggeshall
SOULS IN LOVEBy Katharine Coggeshall
Souls in Love
Call and I will echoSing and I will dancePour into me and never emptyCapture me with your glance
CONTUSIONS – By Gary Beck
CONTUSIONSBy Gary Beck
Hidden Treasure
We move through city streetsintent on arrivalat destinations,immune to the beautyaround us;elegant willow,sweet Finch song,the fall of lighton an old building,the...
CAPRICCIO – By Maureen Eppstein
CAPRICCIOBy Maureen Eppstein Capricciofor no reasonIl capro, the goat on the hillsudden, unpredictable change, as of one's mindhip-hobble, hip-hobblesomersaultscartwheelssunlight on white daisieson the verge of a city street, a dusty sunflowera garden planted...
RISEN – By John L. Stanizzi
RISENBy John L. Stanizzi
RisenBe on such simple, cordial terms with those under you that when you are all together,it would be impossible to say which is the superior.-St....
FINGERNAIL CLIP #2 – By Kevin Rabas
FINGERNAIL CLIP #2By Kevin Rabas
Fingernail Clip #2
Running late,playing brushes tonight,and loading big metalcymbal and snare stands in,tricky on the fingers,so I’m in the parking...
DOWNPOUR – By Bruce McRae
DOWNPOURBy Bruce McRae
Downpour
A heavy rain falling over Lithium Island,the roads flooded with tears of the disenfranchised,the quarry a lake of grief and woes,the tavern’s...
THE HOUSE, AFTER SANDY – By Samantha Zimbler
THE HOUSE, AFTER SANDYBy Samantha Zimbler
1. The GirlNo airplanes flew by.Outside the window, I saw small dogs shiveringhelplessly as they floated down a riverof boats and houses.
DORSOS DE LUZ DE ÁGUAS MAIS PROFUNDAS
DORSOS DE LUZ DE ÁGUAS MAIS PROFUNDASpor Manuel Neto dos Santos59 Poemas ígneos27-31/1/13Para Hilda HilstIn memoriamPois se o sol surge sempreEm lugar certo…Que seja certa a luz de um novo verso.*Eu vejo...
MIRROR – By Paul Bamberger
MIRRORBy Paul Bamberger
THE KISS
five decades she waitsthe stirring of a small legend a scream the length of a lifegone unheard but with his death near for fear...
