By Thomas Page The Untranslatable 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. The snow melts as the dew thaws Overlooking trees living and reliving In the fresh heat of spring. People, matching the … Continue reading The Untranslatable: Utepils
Poems by Ryan Quinn Flannagan
Karl Marx Alienated Me from my Washing Machine Karl Marx alienated me from my washing machine and now I don’t have any clean laundry. And if I leave the house naked again I’ll be a repeat offender. And you know what most everyone thinks of double-dippers. Crossing the Rubicon with a Case of … Continue reading Poems by Ryan Quinn Flannagan
Tommy Haiku #167-171
By Thomas Page A skeleton of An overpass flanked by grass Starting to grow there “It’s a yellow day” My dad says as the sun tries To simulate heat The train car salted, Beaten by boots and oxfords: Mineral collage Venomous tongues spake Falsehoods that were hard to break. How could one forsake? Lonely beer … Continue reading Tommy Haiku #167-171
Academy of the Heart And Mind 