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 #23 A tour of California might look like this: … Continue reading Cities California
I am not Going to Prepare Kevun this Time
By Indunil Madhusankha (Previously published in the international anthology of poetry, “Moonlight Dreamers of Yellow Haze” on 12th March 2016) Loku Naenda sitting still on a bench watched the framed photograph of her son, my cousin, that made an exhibition of him in his army uniform and fortitude My puerile questionnaire had its … Continue reading I am not Going to Prepare Kevun this Time
Standing in Line for a Very Long Time That No Longer Justifies the Task in the First Place Because the Sun is Burning You and Despite the Fact that You’re Wearing a Hat It Does Not Work And You Should Have Bought the $20.00 Sunscreen at the Entrance But You Were Saving That Money for a Fastpass That You Never Bought Because it Was, Like, $175.00 and It Did Not Even Cover the Ride You’re in Line For in the First Place And You Haven’t Seen Your Group in Over Three Hours Since You Ate Some Coconut Cake En Route to Another Ride That Same Day
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 #22 The click of the chain Counts purgatory For … Continue reading Standing in Line for a Very Long Time That No Longer Justifies the Task in the First Place Because the Sun is Burning You and Despite the Fact that You’re Wearing a Hat It Does Not Work And You Should Have Bought the $20.00 Sunscreen at the Entrance But You Were Saving That Money for a Fastpass That You Never Bought Because it Was, Like, $175.00 and It Did Not Even Cover the Ride You’re in Line For in the First Place And You Haven’t Seen Your Group in Over Three Hours Since You Ate Some Coconut Cake En Route to Another Ride That Same Day
Poems by Indunil Madhusankha
He is a Fisherman (Previously published in the international anthology of poetry, “Temptation” by Lost Tower Publications on 18th January 2016) He is a fisherman, shrewd and seasoned He has a line with a workable bait, the bait of love rich with ostentatious gesticulations and highly appealing flirtations He uses it to catch … Continue reading Poems by Indunil Madhusankha
The Lamentation of a Mother
By Indunil Madhusankha (Previously published in the 2016 October issue of the Synesthesia Literary Journal on 8th of July 2016) “Amma, when I come the next time, prepare me some Welithalapa.” Saying thus you left for work But all of a sudden like one of your most remarkable surprises You came … Continue reading The Lamentation of a Mother
Retelling the Story of Yasodharā
By Indunil Madhusankha (Previously published in the 2016 October issue of the Sentinel Literary Quarterly) In the nightly cold of the Esala full moon day, perhaps she felt an abrupt rush of the bizarre wind in her usual entanglements – the cozy and pacifying dreams as He looked at her on the sly, … Continue reading Retelling the Story of Yasodharā
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
Poems by Marc Carver
SOMEDAYS YOU KNOW YOU ARE A POET Sometimes life amazes you flowers seem brighter you hear special music people dance in the streets sun comes out dogs talk to you people smile at you and you cant help but think it wasn't like this before life was showing you something else a trick an illusion and now you … Continue reading Poems by Marc Carver
Poems by Tricia Marcella Cimera
The Consolation of Embers you grind your disdain into me like a burning cigarette later you’ll flick your ashes of indifference at my feet but not just yet so there is that consolation although I admit it’s slowly dissipating like smoke or hope Untitled The past is a village where the lights remain on in … Continue reading Poems by Tricia Marcella Cimera
Poems by Nardine Sanderson
Any mountain __________________ He who sees the other side, with outstretched wing's the world to glide, a man , an angel Amongst loves power Cast away not any hour For his kingdom and those of faith, He is the watchman, to keep them safe, With loving arms he comes to prove, that any mountain he can move. … Continue reading Poems by Nardine Sanderson
Academy of the Heart And Mind 