(BORDERLINE) SOLIPSISM All that bubbles blackly beneath my skin I purge onto the page with my limited vocabulary and spell-check-needed words, filling it until I am empty. And sometimes that is enough to quieten the tangible noise inside of me, the light and darkness which mix so unpredictably within my being. And … Continue reading Poems by Edward Lee
“Painter’s Tape”
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 its number was. Prompt #30 Painter’s tape lines the room I wrote all … Continue reading “Painter’s Tape”
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
Pete, Bob, and Robert
By Rose Aiello Morales Because in the beginning, there was suburbia and every house was the same. I was born, the placenta of ticky tacky, with Pete singing of the boxes, pastel past the point of home ownership, yards with swing sets and trampled dirt yards, Mothers saw their kids at meals or when the … Continue reading Pete, Bob, and Robert
The Poetry Reading
By Rose Aiello Morales Someone screamed for five minutes and no one applauded. One reader whispered curse words in several languages. Then they let in the clowns. One juggled several stanzas while riding a unicycle blindfolded, another stood stock still as a tear ran down his cheek, which drove the crowd wild. They threw sawdust … Continue reading The Poetry Reading
A Mad Old Poet
By Ian Copestick I've just been upstairs to get changed I happened to look in the mirror As I was washing my hands. I think I'm finally looking like a poet. It's not the bald head with short Ginger stubble, or the pain filled Blue bloodshot eyes surrounded With wrinkles. It's the mad eyebrows. It's … Continue reading A Mad Old Poet
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
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
The Battle of Acre
By Mark Kodama Madam Eglantyne, the Believer The Knights of Acre He was not afraid to die for Christ. At long last, crashed rather than conquered by spears, stones and lances, he sank to the ground and joyfully passed to heaven with the martyr’s crown, triumphant. It was indeed a gentle death with … Continue reading The Battle of Acre
Poetry
By Lynn Long As I wander in dream Searching for you Often I'm lost Between real and truth For there lies a space in which my heart resides... A place of longing- deep inside And, I wonder as I wander- who will be found- The soul ever seeking or the heart ever bound... Lynn … Continue reading Poetry
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