Dogs Are Not Stupid Dogs are not stupid Dogs are not ignorant If they could drive automobiles They could become a president. A Dog May Not Be A dog may not be The best friend of a cat I asked my dog and he said What do you think abbot that? … Continue reading Four Poems by G. David Schwartz
Art by Michael Arca Sedda
Michael Arca Sedda was born in Rome on January 30th 1993. He got his Diploma at the High School of Art "Via di Ripetta", the most recognized and ancient school of art in Rome. After the high school studies, he graduated at the Academy of Digital Art of Rome with a 30/30 result. He works as … Continue reading Art by Michael Arca Sedda
Poems by Meg Smith
What a shadow wants Some landscape of music, where you fall in the dark places and silence. Some wall where they leap, like strangers amid a fire, dancing. To become, and then recede -- light will fail you. Night will become me. Lilith Everything Each day more beckon, with copper necklaces, prayers on … Continue reading Poems by Meg Smith
THE WOLVES OUTSIDE
By John Grey My dogs get antsy when the wolves howl. That wild beast is broadcasting something no doubt but, when they try to reply, it comes out as just pathetic howls or timid barking. They're not hungry like a desperate creature in desolate woods, mid- January. And nor as randy and lascivious in the … Continue reading THE WOLVES OUTSIDE
Haiku 268-278
By Thomas Page 268 A dying leaf, life In miniature; a mystery Play put on by trees. 269 A wolf howling at The moon is looking for some Other of its kind. 270 A child will not know The fruits thrown into the trash By his own parents. 271 A caterpillar Wishes to be a … Continue reading Haiku 268-278
Honorable Mentions- Poetry
Horary of the Seasons On the appointed day dawn rises clear and golden, so warm as to deny that winter could ever come: like an horary of the seasons or of my lives, the ritual begins. I start to fold the clothes washed to cotton stiffness, the shirts and skirts I’ve worn for years, like … Continue reading Honorable Mentions- Poetry
“O Tannenbaum ”
By Thomas Page The tree sort of slumped over. Ornaments scattered all over the ground. On the way down, the tree took out several pictures on the mantle. The ground was covered in broken glass, clay, and porcelain. Their dog, Sparkles, was trying to eat the remains of a surfing Santa. “Well, I’ll get some … Continue reading “O Tannenbaum ”
Academy of the Heart And Mind 