SIMPLE PLEASURES ELUDE ME LIKE FIREFLIES
SIMPLE PLEASURES ELUDE ME LIKE FIREFLIESBy Shirley Jones-Luke
Simple Pleasures Elude Me like Fireflies
Joy flits away in the moonlight,solitude is the crystal tears of starsdropping...
FATHER AND SON – By Richard Pacheco
FATHER AND SONBy Richard Pacheco Father and SonMy father waited for meit took 21 years of tryingthree doctors proclaimedmy mother would never have childrenthen she arrived at menopauseand oops at last I was...
MEMORIAL – By Geoffrey A. Rubin
MEMORIALBy Geoffrey A. Rubin
Memorial
Weeping willows talkAnd haunt a temple of solace.In a soothing slow voiceWhispers down from heaven.The power of those not presentInspires witnessed...
PALAVRAS – By Pierre Sotér
PALAVRASBy Pierre Sotér
Palavrasto the memory of António Aleixo
P’ras palavras serem fundas,e da vida também parte,não precisam ser fecundas,nem sequer de muita arte.Há palavras vagabundas,e...
FACES OF LOVE – By Faleeha Hassan
FACES OF LOVEBy Faleeha Hassan
Faces of love Do not carry me in your handLike a small bird wet with rain dropsLove is a traumatic experienceBut I want to live...
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...
MORAL ORAL – By Zach Trebino
MORAL ORALBy Zach Trebino
death’s mouth
one morning, we wake in a coiled embrace, dead.i don’t know how i even know this. after years inthat now-rotten...
KAME WARURU / JAR BREAKING – Translation by William Waters
KAME WARURU Jar BreakingTranslation by William Waters A SONG FOR AHN, MYONG HWAOriginal Korean:Phonetic Korean:Ahn-gay-ga god-hee-goMyong-song-ee sa-ra-chee-chaHwa-rha Harm-ee Da-shee sal-lan-nan-da. English:As the mist risesVenus disappears;Even the dust sparkles. KAME WARURU* Jar Breaking For BashoI hadforgottenthe jarin thekitchen,--had forgottenthe...
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
R + N 4EVER – By Elliot Greiner
R+N 4EVERBy Elliot Greiner
R + N 4ever
Their initials are scoopedinto the curb of thegrocery’s parking lot,the remains of a promisecollecting age,the glances of passerby.