WRITING FOR STRANGERS – By Olaf Dammann
WRITING FOR STRANGERSBy Olaf Dammann
1where do storks comefrom? if nothing else,tender enchantrix, whereis your self, yourbones are wrapped insilver linings, thatevery cloud musthave, like ends oftunnels musthave light2strangers,...
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...
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.
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...
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
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...
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...
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....
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...