Moss Walls covered in a green growth that moves Slow and clings due to code. Land barnacles, much like those found in the ocean, alive and holding on. Present but fearful that to float or sail would spell a sure end. What is the human expression of fear/cling? Does it show itself only in … Continue reading Poems by Beverly M. Collins
Poems by Guna Moran
FLY Original : Assamese : Guna Moran Translation : Bibekananda Choudhury Anything rotting Titillates the nostrils of the fly As it hovers over the rotten things We move away in a hurry Covering our face Whenever any little thing happens in the locality The news reaches a certain class of flies … Continue reading Poems by Guna Moran
Flying at Night
By Anthony Palma All you see are the lights, starfire ground into dust, dimming and sharpening like pencils until they are little but pinpricks, a terrestrial star chart. They are the spaces we forget, the front porch light left on, the street lamp guarding our slumber unceasing. On the highways they mark cars, photons … Continue reading Flying at Night
“WHEN COWS FLEW”
By John Grey Tornado's been through. Time to make what from whatever. See what fell enough to need to be taken down. Or to admire the still standing structures. say hosannas to unknown architects. Once again it's hammered home that the earth has weather and we're left with the rest. And it's arbitrary. Maybe that's … Continue reading “WHEN COWS FLEW”
“Time Passes”
By Ian Copestick Next week, my niece, is 17 years old and starts having Driving lessons. She's already Got a car. It blows my mind. It seems like only a couple of Weeks ago that I was holding Her tiny hand as she started Taking her faltering, first steps As she learnt to walk … Continue reading “Time Passes”
‘voler dans le ned’ (Fly In Nest)
By Chad Horn
Academy of the Heart And Mind 