By Thomas Page This is a series of poems of words that do not directly translate into English. I have tried to capture the essence of the word in a poem. Everyone expects the weekend to mean something more than the week Because we are not bound to the rock of the workplace That … Continue reading The Untranslatable: Empêchement
Like Kant and Hölderlin Withal
The ontological new-Romantic period according to Paweł Markiewicz This is a philosophy, that Paweł Markiewicz has drafted. Proceeding from the Kant´s sentence: „The bestarred heaven above me, the moral law in me”. There are on earth: the human part down below and the starry section up there. One reaches for the stars, longs for them, … Continue reading Like Kant and Hölderlin Withal
All things left unsaid
By Tabassum Tahmina Shagufta Hussein So many times I thought, I would forget myself, And open my heart to you. Placing my hand on your hand, gazing at you, I would say how much I love you secretly, my love. I thought of you as the God of mythology. Your face, your look and … Continue reading All things left unsaid
Don’t Cry
By Rosanne Trost Reluctant at first To embark on this new path Not so sure She could always leave No commitment Might not be a good fit Gradually it happened She was hooked Looked forward to being together Fun happy times Grateful that she had taken that first scary step Life-changing Yet there were … Continue reading Don’t Cry
Unlikely Swan
By Rosanne Trost Maisie walked into the ballet academy, ungracefully plopped herself down on the bench, removing her pink shoes, white orthotics and pink socks. Smelling her socks, she laughingly said, “Oooh, stinky.” She raised her shirt, black with “Ballet Academy” printed in white letters. She struggled to pull the top over her head, refusing … Continue reading Unlikely Swan
Articles by Ogu Chukwuebuka Kizito
THE PRISONER Staring at the walls of this prison, looking at the bars that have held me hostage for a long time. I watched seconds turn to minutes, minutes turn to hours, hours turn to days, and weeks turn to months. Locked inside a room with no hope of freedom. In some of my bad … Continue reading Articles by Ogu Chukwuebuka Kizito
RETIREMENT AND THE REALIZATION THAT I’M GETTING OLD
By Jeffrey Zable So I’m coming out of Trader Joe’s in Daly City when two men approach me with surprised expressions. One of them says, “Mr. Zable. . . it’s great to see you!” Looking at both of them, I have no idea who they are, but am curious to find out. When … Continue reading RETIREMENT AND THE REALIZATION THAT I’M GETTING OLD
Christmas
By John Page Christmas can have many different means depending upon who you ask. The holiday holds different values for various people. Since you asked for my opinion, if not too bad, I will tell you about mine. The following is my view and is not that of the other editors. This for entertainment only. … Continue reading Christmas
Sadness
By: Kelli J Gavin “When people ask me how I’m doing, I want to say, this sadness is the only clean shirt I have left and my washing machine has been broken for months.” Rudy Francisco I have been reading a lot of small chapbooks and collections of … Continue reading Sadness
Crier
By: Kelli J Gavin The term, she wears her heart on her sleeve is wasted on me. I wear my heart everywhere on my physical person. I am a crier. I always have been. My mother used to retell the story of when I was three and she found me sitting silently … Continue reading Crier
Academy of the Heart And Mind 