FORBIDDEN LOVE – By Ray Fenech
FORBIDDEN LOVEBy Ray Fenech
Forbidden LoveWhen they made love the first timeHe never thought she’d walk away;In his mind it was: until death do us apart.When she wiped his sperm from her handIt was the...
LOVE IN A WAR TIME – By Jeton Kelmendi
LOVE IN A WAR TIMEBy Jeton Kelmendi
Love in a War Time
Sometime I want them to happenThese thingsDifferentlyFor example, a heavy fog fell in me,Until the border is easilyPassed,To pass there first of allWhere a...
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 with whirligigsamethyst...
SOME LIVING STRUCTURE IN THE UNDERLYING THOUGHT
SOME LIVING STRUCTURE IN THE UNDERLYING THOUGHTBy Carol Frith
Lepidopteron
A mourning cloak butterfly flashing winter maroonemerges from the creek willows,
its dark wings the lost cause of some velvet sadness:bitters in the willow bark.
A long migration...
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 lotstanding, quickly clipping my nails,so the finger clippings don’t stickto...
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 thereand the...
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, idealcompanions ontrips to the uncertainif the...
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 os sonsE...
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.
I spent the dark days cultivating mindfulnessin a...
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 of having never beenlove returns she bends to kiss himone last...