Tellus’s Plea Call Cyclops! People with two eyes have become blind! Have lost their sane mind have lost the spirit of being kind. They lie, cheat, deceive and rob do not leave a single grain, on the cob Call Cyclops! for he may see the cruelty killing and rape the guilty making good their escape.Continue reading “Tellus’s Plea. a poem by Anjum Wasim Dar”
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5 poems by Yuan Hongri. translated by Yuanbing Zhang
Cherish The Memory of the Heaven Today I would like to thank the world that looks like the hell. It makes the fire that cherish the memory of the Heaven burning inside me; it reminds me of the precious fruit of the sweet golden tree. Those palaces and towers swirling music from outer space, thoseContinue reading “5 poems by Yuan Hongri. translated by Yuanbing Zhang”
2 poems by Gordon Phinn
Unrelenting Word sentence stanza, Metaphor a portal To image and after, the form taking shape Despite incessant shifting, the delightfully imprecise Shaking free of perception, The writer being written Out of the narrative As the hat is fitted On the outgoing head, The rain unrelenting. Unrecorded Putting pen to paper Precisely as your prior ParticipantsContinue reading “2 poems by Gordon Phinn”
along the glass door. a poem by Mansour Noorbakhsh
along the glass door this poem is supposed to talk about your character but i don’t know you much it’s not true too if i say i don’t know you, since i know how much you have changed me if it talks about changes you made to me thus, it speaks about you let itContinue reading “along the glass door. a poem by Mansour Noorbakhsh”
Lament for America. a poem by Jameson (Jason) Chee-Hing
Lament for America Jackboots on the ground! I hear jackboots on the ground That unmistakable sound Of black polished leather Smashing onto asphalt That thunderous thud of spit polished boots Striking the ground in unison Worn by young men Idealistic young men Who believe their cause to be true. In far away lands they dreamContinue reading “Lament for America. a poem by Jameson (Jason) Chee-Hing”
The Ties That Bind. a poem by Mary Alice Williams
The Ties That Bind I am of fieldstone walls, thundering seas. I am of salt air, of sand squeaking in summer heat, of snow squeaking in winter cold. I am of Tammany Hall and the chicken it put in my childhood pot. I am of urban grit, its attendant grind. I am of unskilled labor,Continue reading “The Ties That Bind. a poem by Mary Alice Williams”
2 poems by Yahia Lababidi
What is the Desert? It’s forgetfulness of trivia and noise: the city or ego Remembrance of essences: silence stillness and G_d. It’s the stormy story of the sea recollected in tranquility death and birth and death and transformation— a gift granted only to the patient who surrender. Lockjaw Strange aches in quarantine for our phantomContinue reading “2 poems by Yahia Lababidi”
3 poems by Jake Sheff
Elegy for Goldfish II: A Failed Acrostic “…[M]ost errors consist only in our not rightly applying names to things.” Baruch Spinoza, The Ethics Stillness swam so uninformed! Obviously uniformed, Limit-touching creatures loved you. Oafish me; love’s interstate Mastered loss. The interest rate Operated on what loved you Nearly as long as the strife- Stricken strivingContinue reading “3 poems by Jake Sheff”
Poetic Prose from Dialyzing. by Charline Lambert. translated by John Taylor
Poetic Prose from Dialyzing That woman, having sunk into what, from now on, is no longer her: a desire will deliver her into the world, through her membranes. Her birth will always be an injunction, a bleeding. An oedema on the sea. By way of illustration, this is how desire overwhelms her. ItContinue reading “Poetic Prose from Dialyzing. by Charline Lambert. translated by John Taylor”
3 poems by Duane Anderson
Small opportunities are often the beginning of great enterprises. After years of living on earth, searching for that next great enterprise, I gave up trying, deciding to wait my time until I entered the next phase of existence, whether it was Heaven or Hell, one of the last two opportunities in my next life, thenContinue reading “3 poems by Duane Anderson”
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