Great River – a poem by Seth Jani

Great River It’s okay to love this perishing dream-body. You don’t have to reject the world. Eternity courts the ten-thousand things on their way to nowhere, sliding out of darkness like fallen stars. So, let the emerald wind rush across your skin until your tender as field grass. Let the moon ignite on your shoulders. […]

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ON THE DAY MY MOTHER’S NINETY-SIX DAFFODILS BLOOMED – a poem by Diane Kendig

ON THE DAY MY MOTHER’S NINETY-SIX DAFFODILS BLOOMED (a cento) A reminiscence of departed love, a sweet regretful power, the splendor bright of that display, a lute, a drum, a flower. Within us is a universe as well. And limitless are leaves, stiff or drooping in the fields, the golden eternity of blissful safety, … […]

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