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 #14 The rain poured sideways against the grain of … Continue reading “Dirt-Water”
Two Poems by Guna Moran
Both poems are translated from the Assamese by Bibekananda Choudhury "The Third Day" She is sitting to partake a meal Pushing aside pangs of sorrow No one dies of sorrow Hunger remains Till one is alive Death gets dwarfed by hunger "Eye" Life would depart Leaving the body lying on earth Someone would cry … Continue reading Two Poems by Guna Moran
Poem Sun
By Guna Moran Translated from the Assamese by Bibekananda Choudhury I cry inconsolably after reading a poem I can’t stop myself from crying out After penning a poem The poems that I read Under such pencil of light It is a boon of a star That expired a hundred years ago A hundred years … Continue reading Poem Sun
“Ode in the Key of B”
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 #13 I am surrounded by things beginning with you … Continue reading “Ode in the Key of B”
Waltz, Footprints in Snow (V2)
By Michael Lee Johnson December 24th, I find footprints in this snow, yours frozen, our broken dreams. Will your lawyer Grinch my wallet, fleece me while I pray to Jesus Christ tonight? Even the devil stoked in flames has standards, jukebox baby. Even Jesus suffers with the poor, feels lonely on winter moon distant planets. … Continue reading Waltz, Footprints in Snow (V2)
Rose Petals in a Dark Room (V3)
By Michael Lee Johnson I walk through this poem one step at a time. I walk in a mastery of this night and light my money changers walk behind me they’re fools like clowns in a shadow of sin, they’re busy as bees as drunken lovers, Sodom and Gomorrah before this salt pillar falls. In … Continue reading Rose Petals in a Dark Room (V3)
“Expensive Prayer”
By Ahmad Al-Khatat I wish I had more mistakes than sins I want to have my brain cells fully damaged as the friend I always trusted before is now a dark cloud in my miserable season Love is blind more than love is happiness as it is an expensive prayer for me even my … Continue reading “Expensive Prayer”
“Dance Radio”
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 #12 Sitting in the car fiddling with the radio … Continue reading “Dance Radio”
“Rooves of Dreams”
By Ahmad Al-Khatat The rooves of memories are dusty as much as the rooves of my dreams even when my heart beats like a wild animal and never dies in my mind My mother’s first cookie tasted of strong grief, since then I understood the reasons why my baby was endlessly crying as he … Continue reading “Rooves of Dreams”
Rain (V2)
By Michael Lee Johnson In the rain, this thunder on his way home he rebelled. He a disco dancer, single Friday night award winner on the floor. High school dropout. He drove off the road edge. He was drunk, Jack Daniel’s was his driving instructor. Jack Daniel bottle left at grave. It never rains … Continue reading Rain (V2)
Academy of the Heart And Mind 