Lost Poems. by Bhuwan Thapaliya

Lost Poems I feel at peace among the thick woods, tall swirling ferns, the bird’s songs, and the humming creeks. Here in the secret of the forest I pinch myself to see if I am a human and then I hear myself humming an old pastoral song over and over again. The birds are wheelingContinue reading “Lost Poems. by Bhuwan Thapaliya”

WordCity Literary Journal. November 2022.

©®| All rights to the content of this journal remain with WordCity Literary Journal and its contributing artists. Table of Contents Letter from the Editor. WordCity’s non-fiction editor, Olga Stein Our War on War War isn’t a place anyone would want to visit. Even this statement borders on the inane and insensitive, given the scaleContinue reading “WordCity Literary Journal. November 2022.”

Iran needs us, we need Iranian women. a poem by Diana Manole

Iran needs us, we need Iranian women To Masha Amini and all women martyrs of the fight for freedom “Women’s rights are human rights!” she gasps before everything goes blue. “A dream I’m finally dreaming,” she thinks. Blue girls and women walk, dance, whirl on the streets of Tehran, throw their hijabs into the air,Continue reading “Iran needs us, we need Iranian women. a poem by Diana Manole”

3 poems by Jasper Glen

Shell Outside the motor field: sallow colour And greasiness of the skin. Dead earth through pavement A gas station becoming prairie again. Left instructions: cash price 1 All American dollar echoing Of the face; rouge and mottled Low pulse rate, shallow pressure. The long shutting-off, Emotionally cool outlook Tower, and dark hills talk A broadcastContinue reading “3 poems by Jasper Glen

3 poems by Mansour Noorbakhsh. WCLJ Writer in Residence

Iranian Youth For Mahsa Amini, Nika Shah Karami, Sarina Esmaeilzadeh and all martyrs of freedom I am a generation that my days have never tolerated with me. I see you kill but verbalize the justice. I see you steal but lament because of oppression. I see it’s foul only what you make in the nameContinue reading “3 poems by Mansour Noorbakhsh. WCLJ Writer in Residence”

Crossing Lines. a poem by Jennifer Wenn

Crossing Lines I am a transperson, and thus, for some have crossed a line, become an unwanted, disruptive element crashing the party of their comfortable psyches. It was not always thus, so long as my male avatar soldiered on, so long as my female truth remained bound and gagged, they were not disturbed. But thisContinue reading “Crossing Lines. a poem by Jennifer Wenn

2 poems by Eva Petropoulou Lianou

Peace, So expensive We buy so many weapons To maintain it If we pray more If we were kind to each other We could say We have Peace of mind Poetic heart Call for meditation Inside our heart Peace, We say a lot We make nothing Peace, Such as a woman We adore her ButContinue reading “2 poems by Eva Petropoulou Lianou

Climate Change. a poem by Dr. Rubeena Anjum

Climate Change a convoy continues in smog, time ends the bright world around us no more exists and high-rise cities thatched in thick soot mists blind hostage sun―brown auburn storm descends its climate change, fire till the end extends when scrolls from scriptures sync with scientists then death is man’s act; rogue syndrome assists redContinue reading “Climate Change. a poem by Dr. Rubeena Anjum

Revelations. a poem by Lori D. Roadhouse

Revelations Creator wipes clean Her slate shale igneous, shakes down Her Etch-A-Sketch Earth and starts over, admits (to no one left) that She wasn’t perfect. Oceans strip evidence from the surface, mountains fall to cover the mess we leave as our sins souls selves are erased. Creator’s shame and mistake – Her failure – Gone.Continue reading “Revelations. a poem by Lori D. Roadhouse