By John Ziegler On the 40 through southeast California,the brown Sierra Nevada,and stretches of dry sand and toasted sagebrush.White wind turbines in the distancea dozen here, two dozen there, two hundred on the hilltopslow roll in the wind.I’m flying at 80 in the 70 zone,Brubeck playing “Take Five”, the sky a soft blue,just thirty miles … Continue reading Roadtrip
The death of men
By Soham.M.P Whence their hands did gas the earthfrom which men did see rebirthA legion of those thought deadnow march the lands with vengeful headAs they coughed up blood and bits of lungblanketed in the air, chlorine hungWith crimson stained cloth draped across their facethey swore to advance to the German baseThe kaiser's troops with … Continue reading The death of men
Wailing Wall
By Stephen Kingsnorth Previously published by The Ekphrastic Review, November 2022 Les Saltimbanques (The Acrobats), by Gustave Dore (France) 1874 A balanced art composed to bringdiagonals of blue, soak red,reflecting acrobatic swing -but shed composure, fallen, bled.Sneer ace of spades in circus grinjoins daylight owl awaiting death,hug leotard, pale second skinsave flush of loins, last … Continue reading Wailing Wall
Interim Archeology
By Tracy Powers When traveling past darkIn familiar and private landsI have a curious past time - A unique fascination with businesses Dimmed, and shutteredFor an evening’s spellOr a weekend’s timeThere, be it city, countyUnder rural stars or metropolis lightsAnd regardless of the intricate method of window dressingAll is alike and equal in the cloak … Continue reading Interim Archeology
(YOUR DREAMS)
By Rick K. Reut …make you lose sleep.And then – your mind.You count sheepuntil you findthat there’s no endto them. It seemsthat, in this landof dreams, your dreams……make you lose sleep. And then – your mind. You count sheep until you find that there’s no end to them. It seems that, in this land of … Continue reading (YOUR DREAMS)
We had smiles
By Tanner Norman Runnin', flouncin', fightin'We had it all, lost it in a fallThe Plague mended us Dreamin' of the fun in my past landExperimentin' in the laboratory of potentialEnhance your brainSo many have lost it...I think when I went into the caveMy friends were thereWhat were we doing?Livin'We were livin'Crafting the miracle of childhoodThen … Continue reading We had smiles
Redside Ride
By Abe Margel ‘Redside Ride,’ a charity bike race, was to take place in the unspoiled countryside an hour’s drive north of Toronto. Mike had been volunteered by his sister to drive her son, Rory, and his costly bicycle to the start line. She and her husband were going to be out of town attending … Continue reading Redside Ride
The Election
By Lewis Brett Smiler Dylan could not believe he had such godlike powers. When it came to political elections, he could unilaterally decide who the winner would be. Any candidate that he met, even for a minute, was doomed. But if he avoided interaction with only one candidate, that person would be guaranteed a victory. … Continue reading The Election
Morning After
By C. Inanen I’m always amused by the contrast between a show and the morning after, the next day. On stage it can be electric on a good night, the next morning maybe not so much. Sometimes it’s like the aftermath of a storm. We’d gathered for breakfast in the Navy Gateway Inns & Suites … Continue reading Morning After
The Recording
By J.S. O’Keefe The sunset bleeds into the hills as if the sky had been chopped up with a pickax. Mid-autumn; the tree leaves have turned gold, light yellow, rusty red. It’s picture-card beautiful. Then the ground trembles. It’s an earthquake, or divine judgment. Or something worse. What could be worse? At the far end … Continue reading The Recording
Academy of the Heart And Mind 