Dignity “To: Joyce Echaquan*” A flat tire stopped us In the middle of a vast desert extending between two oceans. Sands can move through the borders freely with the wind, as waves can move through borders in the ocean. No border exists for sand and waves. Sands are equal, waves too. We are stopped inContinue reading “Poetry by Mansour Noorbakhsh”
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Poetry by Lydia Renfro
Thanksgiving I’m set to go, here at last. Pack up my beleaguered brain, fill myself with glories of going home. Just as my ancestors, I’m starting in the east coldhearted and coast-lonely, to cross fields and plains, come up again to that mountain. I will find my people inside, all coffee and dominoes, smiling toContinue reading “Poetry by Lydia Renfro”
Poetry by Yash Seyedbagheri
Sinking down a country road, swarthiness blends into soft soils on sunny days a kaleidoscope of flame and golden leaves shimmers and sings against pale skies a wall of pines rises swarthiness tucked in needle blankets but even here, thunder rumbles and every time it rumbles lightning flickers it draws closer swarthiness sinks a littleContinue reading “Poetry by Yash Seyedbagheri”
Poetry by Michael Lee Johnson
Flower Girl Poems are hard to create they live, then die, walk alone in tears, resurrect in family mausoleums. They walk with you alone in ghostly patterns, memories they deliver feeling unexpectedly through the open windows of strangers. Silk roses lie in a potted bowl memories seven days before Mother’s Day. Soak those tears, patienceContinue reading “Poetry by Michael Lee Johnson”
Poetry by Nancy Ndeke
I’M POSSIBLE. Possessed with ideals of perfection, Shapes and sizes telling beauty, Skin tones and heights, Pedigrees rules the mortal man, Dare you a scar acquire, Or bent of back in need of wheels, Masses stare in disbelief, Love may well take a back seat, Or all together commit you into hiding, As if youContinue reading “Poetry by Nancy Ndeke”
A Covid Recovery Road Trip Pt2. Memoir by Gary Fowlie
May 28 Covid Gramps and the Arrogant Millennial An overweight, out of shape young man is jogging. He stops and sweats all over the sidewalk on an uphill stretch of Edgecombe Avenue in Washington Heights. He wears no mask and shows no concern for this busy stretch of pavement, where other old masked men likeContinue reading “A Covid Recovery Road Trip Pt2. Memoir by Gary Fowlie”
Poetry by Saraswoti Lamichhane
good-bye home town above the rich crops of the valley paddy, maize, millet, green, greener, grey I fly away from my center, to the edge, farther and farther away silence brings me back to my senses my laughter-lit Cindrella hours are over the hills that guard the valley fade dim soon they soften my memoriesContinue reading “Poetry by Saraswoti Lamichhane”
Peace Be Upon You Davos. A review by Ahmad Salleh bin H. Ahmad
PEACE BE UPON YOU DAVOS: ANTHOLOGY OF WORLD PEACE POETRY The first thing we cannot afford to ignore while reading and fathoming the poetry anthology, “Peace Be Upon You Davos”, is to give credit to Siti Ruqaiyah Hashim as an editor as well as the translator of poems that saw the collection of peace poemsContinue reading “Peace Be Upon You Davos. A review by Ahmad Salleh bin H. Ahmad”
Waiting. Memoir by Jessica Penner
Waiting July 2017 It is hour 30 of a 48-hour ambulatory EEG. The sun has unveiled herself after a brief flash of rain, and the few birds that I can hear over Fordham Road’s late-afternoon cacophony of horns and sirens are madly chirping. Seated on my red velvet futon, surrounded by dejected pillows and unopenedContinue reading “Waiting. Memoir by Jessica Penner”
Piazza XX Settembre — Fano: Following the Ammonites. Memoir by Franca Mancinelli, translated by John Taylor
Piazza XX Settembre — Fano: Following the Ammonites This space that I see slowly opening up between the roofs of the houses, between walls dividing one intimacy from another, one property from another, tiny gardens from the concrete, takes on a definite shape with its pleasing imperfect geometry as might be drawn by a child’sContinue reading “Piazza XX Settembre — Fano: Following the Ammonites. Memoir by Franca Mancinelli, translated by John Taylor”
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