By Thomas Page I am student teaching a senior level class in Washington, DC. They have to write some poems on these prompts. I decided to try all 30 of them. However, I will not say what the prompt was but what it number was. Prompt #25 One recent summer ago, I was tasked to … Continue reading “Hamartia”
The Cove
By Renato Econa I would run away with you we could go somewhere with verdant hills and overgrown castles somewhere with curving, towering skyscrapers and mosaics on subway tiles we could go to a little cove feel the sea spray and watch the water rise and fall like the Earth is breathing as long … Continue reading The Cove
Loon Call at Owl-light
By Carrie Connel-Gripp He was glad of his freedom, but the events of the past year left him brooding. Contemplating what he should do and where he should go only brought a swamping uncertainty. He could drown here just as well as somewhere else. There was nowhere he called home. He had gravitated to the … Continue reading Loon Call at Owl-light
“Lo and Behold”
By Thomas Page I am student teaching a senior level class in Washington, DC. They have to write some poems on these prompts. I decided to try all 30 of them. However, I will not say what the prompt was but what it number was. Prompt #24 Lo and behold, the armadillo vexes The cars … Continue reading “Lo and Behold”
A Mad Old Poet
By Ian Copestick I've just been upstairs to get changed I happened to look in the mirror As I was washing my hands. I think I'm finally looking like a poet. It's not the bald head with short Ginger stubble, or the pain filled Blue bloodshot eyes surrounded With wrinkles. It's the mad eyebrows. It's … Continue reading A Mad Old Poet
Poems by Rp Verlaine
Of A Piece “Tell me,” she says Not wanting to know What I do/ don’t A first date since you... ...as Inquisition or decision on hold To be dissected inspected or left In checkmated dread several moves ahead And I'm willing to lose If at the end, the gain Tells me I've achieved Something close … Continue reading Poems by Rp Verlaine
She was Yasodharā …
By Indunil Madhusankha (Previously published in the PoetryExpressed Magazine) Having granted the Aniyata Vivarana by the Dīpankara Buddha, the Bodhisattva had her by his side in all his innumerable births, aiding him quite enormously as he fulfilled the Pāramitā Born as a Kinnari in the silvery Mountain of the Moon, she wailed unceasingly with … Continue reading She was Yasodharā …
Cities California
By Thomas Page I am student teaching a senior level class in Washington, DC. They have to write some poems on these prompts. I decided to try all 30 of them. However, I will not say what the prompt was but what it number was. Prompt #23 A tour of California might look like this: … Continue reading Cities California
I am not Going to Prepare Kevun this Time
By Indunil Madhusankha (Previously published in the international anthology of poetry, “Moonlight Dreamers of Yellow Haze” on 12th March 2016) Loku Naenda sitting still on a bench watched the framed photograph of her son, my cousin, that made an exhibition of him in his army uniform and fortitude My puerile questionnaire had its … Continue reading I am not Going to Prepare Kevun this Time
Standing in Line for a Very Long Time That No Longer Justifies the Task in the First Place Because the Sun is Burning You and Despite the Fact that You’re Wearing a Hat It Does Not Work And You Should Have Bought the $20.00 Sunscreen at the Entrance But You Were Saving That Money for a Fastpass That You Never Bought Because it Was, Like, $175.00 and It Did Not Even Cover the Ride You’re in Line For in the First Place And You Haven’t Seen Your Group in Over Three Hours Since You Ate Some Coconut Cake En Route to Another Ride That Same Day
By Thomas Page I am student teaching a senior level class in Washington, DC. They have to write some poems on these prompts. I decided to try all 30 of them. However, I will not say what the prompt was but what it number was. Prompt #22 The click of the chain Counts purgatory For … Continue reading Standing in Line for a Very Long Time That No Longer Justifies the Task in the First Place Because the Sun is Burning You and Despite the Fact that You’re Wearing a Hat It Does Not Work And You Should Have Bought the $20.00 Sunscreen at the Entrance But You Were Saving That Money for a Fastpass That You Never Bought Because it Was, Like, $175.00 and It Did Not Even Cover the Ride You’re in Line For in the First Place And You Haven’t Seen Your Group in Over Three Hours Since You Ate Some Coconut Cake En Route to Another Ride That Same Day
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