AT THE TEMPLE OF THE MUSIC GOD by Felix Purat
AT THE TEMPLE OF THE MUSIC GODby Felix Purat
Memories of Baja California in Crete
Above the submarine chamber of Aegean AtlantisRugged slopes of the Sierra Giganta riseMy friend back then was indeed AnubisAn actual friend,...
TEARBLANKET by Reuben Ellis
TEARBLANKETby Reuben Ellis
Tearblanket
To alter flesh, use the deciduous catclaw,the spiculumed acacia, tearblanketitscommon name, unpronounceable in ambiguity. I could describe it to you,three-thorned, polygamous flowers, pinnatepods, but you will know it because you willbe bleeding...
WRITER’S WORKSHOP by Martin Willitts
WRITER’S WORKSHOPby Martin Willitts
Writer’s Workshop
Write what you know, the professor suggested;
but what if you’ve forgotten every piece of informationyou’ve ever known? What if you’ve crossed an intersectionof your life and you realize you’re lost,...
THE CLIMATE TODAY by Rafiki Chemari
THE CLIMATE TODAYby Rafiki Chemari
“THE CLIMATE OF TODAY”
Is God raging or crying?With these…Massive storms,And violent quakes.
The ones that make, break,And unequivocally shake…Cities, counties, families,And cultures!
So when (Uncle) HarveyCame to visit usIn theLone Star state...
AFTER THE RAIN by Jack Brown
AFTER THE RAINby Jack Brown
AFTER THE RAIN
The squirrels told herit was safe to talk with me.Birds who protected her beforegave their approval.They look after their own.Wearing ribbons of struggleshe beckoned with woundsand wonder. Seekingthe...
SHROUD FOR A SOUL by María Agustina Pardini
SHROUD FOR A SOULby María Agustina Pardini
Shroud For A Soul
His soul shrieked atThe touch of the cold iron bars,Confined, existing in vain,Sentenced, living in pain.Elated by a diurnal shaft of light,Soon to be dismissed...
TWO POEMS by Austin C. Morgan
LOVE CALLS OF FOXESby Jack Conway
Love Calls of Foxes
Last night I heard the gray fox howl,along the old stone wall,three yips and then a scream,ungodly sounds,its ritual mating call.Love calls of foxes,reminds usthat love...
A POET’S QUILL by Antoine Airoldi
A POET’S QUILLby Antoine Airoldi A poet’s quill grows so slow;From a bird in mid air, too low;Loses its flight attendant, oh;Watch its mill flow even more;When the seasons change;The days shrink to an inch;All...
OLD SCHOOL by Tony Tracy
OLD SCHOOLby Tony Tracy
Physiography
The phenomenon is irrefutable; a true scientificand earthly wonder, mathematical improbabilitythat leaves scholars of astrology scratching
their heads to explain, and pundits of scripture andChristianity gawking through their $10 cardboardsunglasses as midday light...