Poetry – a poem by Seth Jani

Poetry Poetry was my first door to the spirit. Not religion. Not music. Not even the moon with its silver immolations. Though I never believed in magic or even the accidental spark of grace, you couldn’t say I wasn’t blessed or the recipient of blessings. I traced my lineage back through the library’s darkened shelves […]

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Dolmen – a poem by Marilyn McCabe

Dolmen – Gavrinis, France Arcs and arrows flicker in torchlight, chipped deep into granite and quartz. Cautionary tale, psalm, intercession to the gods, or an accounting perhaps of days and the earth’s trembling here, the hard bargains of water and rock. Meaning has been lost, though the makers were tapping so loud to be heard. […]

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Assynt – a poem by Robert Ford

Assynt No longer allied to the wind’s assault, the rain relents, declaring an overdue cease-fire with the stoical rocks, the exhausted dunes of peat. It will be a fleeting peace; a window for the sheepish light to soften into, a mere candle-flash in the silence, but just enough for you to call negotiations with the […]

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Unbound – a poem by Stephen Kingsnorth

Unbound He came to me mid-afternoon, a frosty day, the sunshine weak, twig filtered light, skeletal branch, bare bones undressed, the awkward joints not camouflaged, thick foliage. Disciple of uncertainty, he came in mood, confessional, not by me judged, found-wanting creed – surprised to find self-reassured, as journeyed over common ground. The judgement lies where […]

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Moonrise – a poem by Kyle Laws

Moonrise —after a photograph by Barbara Jabaily Below the dam, the moon skips stones across not a pond, but a reservoir where time is buried along with the tops of cottonwoods to tangle if you dive overboard. Buried in layers of limestone that crumble as you scale the top of a ridge is another sea […]

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