Gentle Anarchy By Heather Minette The nighttime was our time to unite our misfit souls and rebel hearts and restless bodies— no witness to our lawless love but the tall pines and fireflies and sleepy beasts stirring awake to the dark melodies among us.
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crimson rains
Afzal Moolla’s most recent poem to appear here was “haggard hope” (July 2016) crimson rains By Afzal Moolla blood-red tears trickle down a million cheeks, a drought of apathy reeks, the summer palls, inhumanity appalls, as wounded earth soaks up crimson rain . . .
Asking Questions
Asking Questions In Memoriam Archimedes Trajano By Gonzalinho da Costa We are born inquisitive. Even in the womb, we ask questions. We are sentient creatures, agog at our sensible experience of life—darkness, light, color, sound, softness, a mother’s bosom, sweetness, her fragrant milk. Time passes, a flock of birds. We learn about rocks and knives—bitterness […]
Sunday
Cary Lynne’s most recent poem to appear here was “humour me . . . no?” (July 2016) Sunday By Cary Lynne Just at that moment the message machine came on and Regina’s voice said chicken’s in the oven and dinner’s at 3. I had a commitment I had forgotten I removed the gun from my mouth […]
Tangled Web
Kathryn Tate Jacoby’s most recent poem to appear here was “Unexpected Exemplar” (January 2015) Tangled Web By Kathryn Tate Jacoby No escape from life’s spider web… countless Daedalean criss-crossing strands ensure the web is spun the weave, the warp, wrenched tight distractions and disturbances… staving any possibility of peace the sweetness the seduction ensepulcher preoccupations and […]
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