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Ann Christine Tabaka
Aug 4, 20231 min read
The Cost of Penance, a Poem by Ann Christine Tabaka
There is no justice that can be bought, no time that can
be spared. Words spoken incoherently, scatter in the wind.
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Jul 14, 20231 min read
To an Empty Doghouse in Tall Weeds, a Poem by Sherry Poff
With open face you welcome the stranger looking for home. Built for a hound, you could be shelter for a multitude of field mice, a...
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Jun 30, 20231 min read
Cursive, a Prose Poem by Laurie Klein
Where does love go when it dies? A stranger’s story can move like a riptide between the listener’s ears.
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Jun 24, 20232 min read
Translation Memory, and Your Principle of Reduction? a Poem by Desmond F. X. Kon Zhicheng-Mingdé
“True translation is transparent: it does not obscure the original, does not stand in its light, but rather allows pure language, as if...
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Jun 16, 20231 min read
Make a Difference! a Poem by D.R. James
—a villanelle to commencement speakers everywhere Tonight, fatigue’s grim flower unfurls, but Gandhi, gunned down, had this to say: “Be...
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Jun 9, 20231 min read
Whales, a Poem by Burt Rashbaum
You loved our songs. named us by our flukes, watched entranced as we danced on the waves but we knew we were still endangered....
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May 26, 20231 min read
Solitude, a Poem by Michael S. Glaser
In solitude, I am at ease with myself, able to return to my spirit when it has been shaken bearing witness to the world. In solitude, I...
Paula Pivko
May 19, 20233 min read
The Monster, a Poem by Paula Pivko
2020 was the cruelest year breeding ice-cold storms from pain and hatred long kept hidden away from the sun’s light. Something caged...
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May 12, 20231 min read
Loving My Enemies, a Poem by Clara Klein
When trouble lies ahead And evil shows its face, I am urged to retribution, But fight a different war. I do not consider them enemies,...
Jessica Noel Grissom
Apr 28, 20232 min read
Walking on Eggshells, a Poem by Jessica Noel Grissom
“Walk cautiously”, he warns, daring her to miss a step. She moves with quietness and grace, carefully avoiding the eggshells. She’s...
RC deWinter
Apr 21, 20231 min read
All Our Pretty Words, a Poem by RC deWinter
your truth may not be mine nor mine yours in fact, they may be diametrically opposed the only unarguable truths in a digital world those...
David Forrest
Apr 15, 20232 min read
Listening to Writers, a Poem by David Forrest
A writer visited my school. No cape or pipe but you could tell. I still have the notes, dictated word for word: If you want to write then...
David Forrest
Apr 7, 20232 min read
Echoes & Walls, a Poem by David Forrest
Saturday. I ask How are things in Damascus and you smile and say Fine and tell me news of your brother and sister and it’s the same news...
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Mar 31, 20232 min read
Pandemic Spring and Then What? a Poem by Elaine Zimmerman
The groundhog does not see his shadow today but I give you mine for the number of springs we missed together. Buds will open in this...
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Mar 24, 20231 min read
Voyage, a Poem by P. Matile
The neurotic phrasing of the African dreamers, Flies up to the sky And suddenly intertwines, Like the flight of swallows, Watching from...
Susan Wenzel
Mar 10, 20231 min read
Say Her Name, Part I, a Poem by Susan Wenzel
They say they can’t say her name because they can’t prove if she was murdered on tribal land or not. They say they can’t say her name...
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Feb 24, 20231 min read
And It Was Good, a Poem by Marjorie Maddox
Not the green-grey sludge snaking to the river’s edge. Not the sun’s overdone orb baking the snake to a dry bed of dust. Not the hands of...
Susan Wenzel
Feb 10, 20232 min read
Positionality/Metacognition/Rhetoric, a Poem by Susan Wenzel
(Dianna Good Sky and Rosalie Fish mentioned with permission) Who am I, I asked myself, to write about something I know nothing about? Who...
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Feb 3, 20231 min read
Dill, a Poem by Erin Covey-Smith
It is hot, hotter than it was ever meant to be. The air chewable, our thoughts limp as the beanstalks in the garden. Night a stultifying...
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Jan 27, 20231 min read
Escape from Trash Life, Staten Island 1998, a Poem by Tanya Tuzeo
i woke with the sun that summer / reeking dump familiar with its liquefying salty ozone and human marzipan / and rollerbladed to the...
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