Poetry

Sleepy Whale 214 How many broken hearts ourBroken in the shade of the nightToo weak to gasp courting deathNow his toes to the daisiesPitch silent dark night of deathWhen you are dead you are deadThen...

PortugueseÁfrica, A Minha casa em Luanda, Angola Quando eu era criança, a casa onde nasci existia muitos anos antes.Entrando da parte de trás, onde se localizava a cozinha com pintura e um verde pálido,O forno...

Theseus’ Protégé Lost in a maze, I search for cottonfibers leading me to the entranceof an abyss portending danger,dead ends & dissembling minitourswho snip yarn balls, block myprogression, muddle clear perception,shade glimmers of light &...

I find us in Vol 314, Issue 4 of Scientific American Two precision experiments disagree on how long neutrons live before decaying so maybethat explains the discrepancy between views on continuing our relationship;my experiment found...

I Age Arthritis and aging make it hard,I walk gingerly, with a cane, and walkslow, bent forward, fear threats,falls, fear denouement─I turn pages, my family albumsbecome a task.But I can still bake and shake,sugar cookies,...

Dripping I stare right through the glassRight through it’s layers of transparence and it’s nuance of azureLips ever so plump, filled to the brim with senseless idiomsA glass so full it’s contents drip over it’s...

The Handmaid I for Margaret Atwood Behind my veil, it’s the gush of flowers Inoticed first in The Wife’s domed greenhouse:deep-red tulips yawning open like the famished, orchid mouths of children. In her night-blue satin gown, honey-blonde curls...

She’s Gone She left me when the sun’s warmthwas just peeking through my window,when the first cardinal could hold inhis daybreak song no more, when the smellof dark roast wafted up the stairwell,invading my lonely...

Reasoning Reasoning saysWe all have to dieYou sayIt’s a step to foreverI sayHeaven is highAnd I am earth. Reflection Two images remaineddistilled from some human show. A black man hanging from an oak,body limp, head tilted left,devout crowd...

Neighbours while everyone sleepsunder milky moonlightstars coat my eyelashesbody is more than shadowshadows won’t overtakemy mind- trapped ina studio apartment withone filmy window balcony light flickersmy neighbour must be awakemust have a mind like mineor perhaps...