By Rachel Troyer Night begins when I wearily climb the stairs to my flat and kick off my heels and change into a little knit dress that feels like wearing PJs. I drop my bag and keys, and head to the kitchen to make something simple for dinner. Maybe a couple of eggs, or a … Continue reading Why I Am a Night Owl
Poems by Robert Beveridge
COMPEL Let your voice wrap me in the cool compress of wonderment. It damps my brow, washes fever into runoff traps. It is what you ask, and what, for you, I do. HOW MANY HEARTS HAVE YOU BROKEN? Leather on the tongue, luggage strap whose taste masks the herbs beneath. Roasted, … Continue reading Poems by Robert Beveridge
At Night
By Lynn White At Night I think I am less afraid of the dark than the light. Night time engulfs me, covers me gently with it’s thick darkness, comforts me with it’s curtains of blackness. I don’t need to hide. It hides me. Hides me from exposure, hides from me that which I fear … Continue reading At Night
Night’s Wedding
By Gina Elliott The sun burned in envy, when the night wed the moon, adorned in stars, with the Milky Way her bridal gown, A hush enveloped her … Continue reading Night’s Wedding
Poems by Michael Lee Johnson
Cracker Jack Box Poem I don’t wear my pocket watch anymore it reminds me of my age, 73, soon more, outdated gadget, time hanging where moving parts below don’t belong nor work anymore. I don’t like to think about endings. Age is a Cracker Jack box with no face, modern speed dial, no toy inside, … Continue reading Poems by Michael Lee Johnson
The Untranslatable: Yuputka
By Thomas Page 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. Walking barefoot in a glen ruled by the moon When the equinox is closer than the solstice was far The ground is alive … Continue reading The Untranslatable: Yuputka
Poetry by David Dephy
When I Am Going Out in the Summertime When I am going out of the New York’s subway and especially in the summertime, through the Avenue H by the Q train in Brooklyn, I hear the sounds of ocean. Yet, I hear the sounds of ocean—the sounds of thoughts, the sounds of wishes and … Continue reading Poetry by David Dephy
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
I am Scared of the Night
By Indunil Madhusankha (Previously published in the Tuck Magazine on 13th October 2015) As the dusk creeps through the summit the once luscious sun dips below the rocky mounts And flocks of birds soar away weaving intricate patterns in the grayish sky Thus the goddess of darkness, the night wielding her power right … Continue reading I am Scared of the Night
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 