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...
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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...
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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 13, 20231 min read
Loss of Power, a Poem by Gary Beck
In the land of broken dreams conflicting forces conspire to thoroughly divide us into clashing groups, irreconcilable politicians,...
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Dec 9, 20221 min read
Magnolia and Cherry, a Poem by Marjorie Maddox
-Spring 2021 Buds burnt by cold, they open anyway, both pink and blackened, facing the spring. Courage, not innocence: magnolia and...
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Nov 25, 20221 min read
Life and Liberty in America 2022 AD, a Poem by Melissa Brander
Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori. But there is nothing right or seemly that those we have asked to die are doctors. teachers....
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Oct 28, 20221 min read
Sitting in Darkness, a Poem by Russell Willis
If you are sitting in darkness open your eyes turn around to see if there’s light behind you or above or below or to the side not that...
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Oct 7, 20221 min read
Theological Tanka, a Poem by Christina E. Petrides
Each Bible hero— people who became great saints in the end of ends— felt tangibles stripped away in the maturing process. Born in San...
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Jul 29, 20221 min read
Buddy, Microfiction by Hazel J. Hall
Between the wire-barbed bar, lens cap of his life, he can see a worker approaching his cage. This time, she does not offer him food. She...
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May 27, 20221 min read
Reprogramming, a Poem by Mary Harwell Sayler
We talk to people on TV – complaining about products and fake news. We tell the weatherman, “You’re wrong again!” and criticize his coat,...
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May 13, 20221 min read
I Hear the Water, a Poem by Ann Christine Tabaka
I hear the water. It calls to me from lakes, streams, and rivers. My mother was the ocean. She carried me on her shoulders above raging...
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Apr 29, 20221 min read
Poem for Greta Thunberg, by E. Martin Pedersen
When you said the house is on fire I looked around, I'm good, what should I do, grab my cat and run? When you said you have stolen my...
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Apr 15, 20221 min read
The Unbearable Age, a Poem by Njukang Princeley
She sits upon a rock, weeping And watching the sky as it folds Into buckets of toxic smoke Rising from the endless burning Of forest and...
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Apr 1, 20221 min read
You Never Arrived, a Poem by Des Mannay
Avoid the trap Of vengeance Of turning on us When Terrorists massacre kids We ran away from men who plant bombs, Wield guns - demand...
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Mar 18, 20221 min read
Drones, a Poem by Ed Meek
You can barely hear the dial-tone that hums through the wires of your brain. It is the call of drones, buzzing as they fly on their...
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Feb 18, 20221 min read
Sleep, a Poem by Des Mannay
I should go to bed before it gets light, but there are things which bother me at night One of them is hunger - we are short of food,...
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