Epiphany in January – a poem by M.J. Iuppa

Epiphany in January Do not be enamored by blue skies and fast-moving clouds, and sun glittering on white-capped waves swelling over the pier’s jutting stone. …………………………..Nothing survives its place—sand lies strewn upon wind- licked grass— & tucked among ruffled turf, dandelions lift  their heads to weather’s warm confusion. And, you are struck by wonder, stepping […]

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The Ghost, the Angel, and the Boundaries of Belief – a poem by Kim Peter Kovach

The Ghost, the Angel, and the Boundaries of Belief A ghost lives in the gaps left by shredded ligaments in his separated shoulder. He calls the final result of the could’ve-been-fatal crash “miraculous” and thanks gods of a half-dozen religions, despite self-definition as an agnostic. No questioning the debt owed to SWAT-team spirits as the […]

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Little Hands – a poem by Paul Williams

Little Hands for my nephew Curling round the Earth with gap toothed laughter squeezing oceans into space holding the rain with matchstick fingers stones all once rejected come alive in your little hands little hands pray in church stained glass cries echoing with the virgin ……………….…I walk amongst the tombstones tiny palms on bleeding knuckles […]

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Entering Winter with a Line from Gwendolyn Brooks – a poem by D. R. James

Entering Winter with a Line from Gwendolyn Brooks Horizon’s burst-smear of pink nonchalance forgets We are things of dry hours and the involuntary plan. In winter’s vise I’ll wrestle— flail! —stampedes of elegies, pendulums of memory, sidestepping swathes of snow-fall brindled with late oak leaves’ yieldings: autumn’s ceding. But from this blunt and silhouetted terrain, […]

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Venetian Landing Crafts: A Survey – a poem by Thomas Simmons

Venetian Landing Crafts: A Survey That manmade debris Those landing crafts of ours stubbornly sticking to the planet surface insisting upon their own contributions to Venus’s winds and turbulences stubbornly creating tiny vortices for the winds to notice – a scherzo melody Such stubborn beautiful soldiers saluting upon Hoary Venus Precarious Venus frozen in place […]

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