The Little Girl in a Bomb ShelterAs Putin’s war ragesLike the fire of the netherworldA little girl sings “Let it go”In a bomb shelterTo lift the dampened spiritsOf the people thereIf I could speak to her heartI would say“Keep singing brave childDon’t let your heavenly voice be silencedAnd encourage others to burst into songNo matterContinue reading “4 poems by Masayuki Tanabe”
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The Meditation of a South Sudanese Refugee. A poem by Geraldine Sinyuy
The Meditation of a South Sudanese RefugeeWhy has the ground under my feet become so shifty?Why has the comportment of the government become so dirty?When and how did we get here?Why are the mountains grumbling like a charged diarrhea?How long shall I walk these winding roads of displacement?I behold cracked feet and broken faces,Starveling childrenContinue reading “The Meditation of a South Sudanese Refugee. A poem by Geraldine Sinyuy”
Shaheed شهيد A poem by Adriana Oniță
Shaheed شهيد “As you prepare your breakfast, think of others.” — Mahmoud DarwishToday, I learned a new word.شهيد Shaheed. Witness.One letter separates martor from martir.One who knows / One who knows the truth.* *Reem—a cerulean laugh when your grandfather Khaled tosses you into the air.Hind—two pigtails, braided with almond blossoms.A high-pitched voice on the phone:Continue reading “Shaheed شهيد A poem by Adriana Oniță”
Shavasana. A poem by Marthese Fenech
ShavasanaAnd how can the light in meHonour the light in youWhen my light burns so dimBecause I can’t holdDownward dog for fifteen secondsWithout thinking about theFifteen childrenWho have lost limbs and lives to rocketsIn the time it takes me to get the poseRightOr when I stand in Vrksasana and stretch my armsLike branches to theContinue reading “Shavasana. A poem by Marthese Fenech”
Sahasrara, Thousand Petaled Lotus. Adventures in Creative Non-fiction by Brian Michael Barbeito
Sahasrara, Thousand Petaled Lotus Prose Poem, Letters Home, Adventures in Creative Non-fiction (a belles lettres epistolary episodic) ‘But we are all a bit broken, aren’t we?’ Maggie The Capricorn Woman. Prologue: The Woodlands Whimsical and Wondrous, a Stone in my Shoe but the Fine Firmament Blue I am atop the hill, on the summit, andContinue reading “Sahasrara, Thousand Petaled Lotus. Adventures in Creative Non-fiction by Brian Michael Barbeito”
3 poems by Mykyta Ryzhykh
The sky is moving The ant’s gaze falls into the suggestion of life Failure of life after adulthood Older children are moving into the abyss The abyss from which it all began The iron tooth of a smile haunts the blind The ash sketch of a heart beats like a real one Who fell intoContinue reading “3 poems by Mykyta Ryzhykh”
3 poems by Yuan Hongri. Translated by Yuanbing Zhang
Never-withering Light I can’t say the mystery of the gods yet, the devil is coveting the diamond of heaven. There is a golden kingdom whose light is like wine inside the ancient earth. The smiles of the gods are beside you, as if they are the rounds of invisible sun and moon. And your soulContinue reading “3 poems by Yuan Hongri. Translated by Yuanbing Zhang”
in this corner of the universe there is a constellation set aside for you. A poem by Charlotte Amelia Poe
in this corner of the universe there is a constellation set aside for you If you buy enough gold acrylic paint, and paint stars on your ceiling against the dark, then maybe, just maybe, the world won’t end. And if it ends anyway, debris beating at the plasterboard as the ceiling groans and the starsContinue reading “in this corner of the universe there is a constellation set aside for you. A poem by Charlotte Amelia Poe”
4 poems by Gordon Phinn
For Charles Simic Yes, you were here, for what Now seems an unquantifyable idyll In that picnic of horrors Holding forth in the headlines. Only now do I see that trail of Breadcrumbs, artfully arranged To tempt the idle into exploring The maze of your curiosity. Arriving at a semblance of center One sees theContinue reading “4 poems by Gordon Phinn”
3 poems by WCLJ Poet in Residence, Mansour Noorbakhsh
To the extent of all your surroundings __Dedicated to all working children. “It is easier to build strong children than to repair broken men.” __Frederick Douglass Maybe you have been sitting for hours behind trees or in the shade of rocks and hills waiting for the train to come. Maybe you are boredContinue reading “3 poems by WCLJ Poet in Residence, Mansour Noorbakhsh”
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