EAT THE FRUIT and who's to say... maybe some tremor of what you called you may wield the sceptre instead of the pick and shovel on your next orbit but what you call you won't be there don't hope for that and should this trouble us? we're barely here when we're here we drive this … Continue reading Poems by Brian Rihlmann
“Cranberry” and “Water Bear”
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 #17 “Cranberry” The tastes of cranberry cocktail bamboozles … Continue reading “Cranberry” and “Water Bear”
MALFORMED
By Brian Rihlmann on the forest floor there was movement and when i crouched to get a closer look i could see it was a butterfly struggling to break free bright yellow and glowing like a tiny squirming sun inside the dark shell of his cocoon he was halfway out but seemed stuck so … Continue reading MALFORMED
Tsirk
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 #16 People of the jury Says the prosecutor holding … Continue reading Tsirk
“Herr Bierstadt”
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 #15 Forging the heavens out of pigments Of mountains … Continue reading “Herr Bierstadt”
Poems by J.J. Campbell
the lucky numbers never get chosen some wish for peace others for everlasting love money never comes the lucky numbers never get chosen for the powerball the most beautiful woman in the world sees you as nothing more than a tool meant to be used you wished for something different you should remember to be … Continue reading Poems by J.J. Campbell
“Dirt-Water”
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 #14 The rain poured sideways against the grain of … Continue reading “Dirt-Water”
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
Two Poems by Guna Moran
Both poems are translated from the Assamese by Bibekananda Choudhury "The Third Day" She is sitting to partake a meal Pushing aside pangs of sorrow No one dies of sorrow Hunger remains Till one is alive Death gets dwarfed by hunger "Eye" Life would depart Leaving the body lying on earth Someone would cry … Continue reading Two Poems by Guna Moran
Poem Sun
By Guna Moran Translated from the Assamese by Bibekananda Choudhury I cry inconsolably after reading a poem I can’t stop myself from crying out After penning a poem The poems that I read Under such pencil of light It is a boon of a star That expired a hundred years ago A hundred years … Continue reading Poem Sun
Academy of the Heart And Mind 