By Mark Kodama I. When Nicanor the Bard returned home from the wars in Asia, he was restless. He had made a fortune many times over only to lose everything, save his life. When he left Greece, he was a penniless young man. When he returned, he was a penniless middle-aged man. So he told … Continue reading The Bard
Poems by Paweł Markiewicz
The longing the enticing aspiration is such a golden Apollonian sunshine my muse-like tune of a bosom as the dainty cherubic dreamlet or it is a tender ring that shines at the magnanimous chevalier and it is an embellishment of the metaphysics the dazzling wishfulness is able to long for Herculeanly propitious sea of candles … Continue reading Poems by Paweł Markiewicz
Plato-Bible Eclectic Mixed Metaphors
By Gerard Sarnat Half-Israeli grandson Liav and I throw ourselves into post Chanukah truck dumpty dumpties, dreidel mini-footballs then make his yofi* new train station bubble with electric soap suds deep deep inside Coachie’s man cave which at times tends to be awash in unkosher sour squashed Domino pizza boxes among leaning towers’ Joseph Coat-Of-Many-Colors … Continue reading Plato-Bible Eclectic Mixed Metaphors
“Hamartia”
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 #25 One recent summer ago, I was tasked to … Continue reading “Hamartia”
Death of Faith
By John Page The golden figure stood alone It stood tall among the shadows It was a titan The very ideal of a man No mere mortal could hope to measure up To the shear size of it However, Its very size only highlighted That is was alone No one came to honor it No … Continue reading Death of Faith
The Untranslatable: Psithurism
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. By Thomas Page A smooth zephyr carries the fallen leaves of trees Across the dried concrete littered with autumn Painted shades of orange and yellow On a … Continue reading The Untranslatable: Psithurism
Ode On Valentine’s Day
By Thomas Page Holidays occur at a rate which I Cannot hope to ever plan for, that's why I have to freehand this poem I dare call "Ode" on the Nones February. If y'all Have a muse for typing please send her my Way so that we can concoct a poem as spry As one … Continue reading Ode On Valentine’s Day
Academy of the Heart And Mind 