Alan Ireland is a poet from New Zealand. Kismet By Alan Ireland The wind arrives with sleeves rolled up. All day it stirs the cauldron of the sky. As thunder boils, the clouds explode. Each raindrop falls to its appointed place.
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Alan Ireland is a poet from New Zealand. Kismet By Alan Ireland The wind arrives with sleeves rolled up. All day it stirs the cauldron of the sky. As thunder boils, the clouds explode. Each raindrop falls to its appointed place.
Richard Schnap’s most recent poem to appear here was “Mercy” (December 2016) Decision By Richard Schnap What makes a man hate? Is it a father that only spoke To berate him for something He thought would please him? Or is it a mother that drank Ignoring the signs that her son Needed her more than she […]
Darryl Willis’ most recent poem to appear here was “How To Grieve” (February 2017) The Haunting By Darryl Willis Moaning strings carried on the voice of wind rustling down Appalachian rocks. Somewhere beyond the ridge your specter draws a bow hard against my heart. Haints are running wild tonight and I’ve loaded my twelve-gauge with double-aught […]
Brian Eichenlaub’s most recent poem to appear here was ir·re·deem·a·ble (November 2016) Phantom By Brian Eichenlaub It is not A Haunting Carved into your soul It is not An Apparition Trapped in the folds of time It is not A Memory Absent of your touch It is A Desire Hopeless, known only to me For it […]
Frank Adams’ most recent poem to appear here was “In This Room” (January 2017) RSVP By Frank Adams Thank you for the invitation to your party. I would love to come, but I disappear at parties. I don’t know what to say or what to do. The walls close in on me. I look for the […]
