Poetry - Year III - Number 19 - December 2018

    ON MY FLIGHT TO NEW YORK (REMEMBERING MY DEAR MOTHER) by Dr. Raymond Fenech

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    ON MY FLIGHT TO NEW YORK(REMEMBERING MY DEAR MOTHER)by Dr. Raymond Fenech I don’t think I’ll ever be closer to you as I am nowAs I fly on this plane and look out into the...

    WIRED by Michael Milburn

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    WIREDby Michael Milburn WIRED He’s quick to find thingswrong about himself,or makes them upto feed his insecurity, sees flaws in peoplethey seem not to see,and wonders if a setlike that exists in him. He wants to know those...

    UNDERNEATH by Roger Singer

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    UNDERNEATHby Roger Singer UNDERNEATHFall back under early stars.The sea moves reflective waves,pulsing onto sand, building likeengines of thunderous clouds.Streams of people merge intotemporary spaces; strangers oncorners, a brief land of shouldersstaring straight ahead.  A steady...