By Bradford Middleton I’m going to start building a list, A shelf of books, to read later on in my life,A shelf of classics I’ve so far overlooked.I’ll know that somehow before my lifeIs over I’ll need to read them just becauseThey exist and my mind will not be ableTo rest unless I somehow do. … Continue reading A List for Later
Today, Part 5
By Clarence Allan Ebert Fearful It’s a hot Thursday night & Sorrow sleepsthough less soundly than a fattened newborn,tired of poking her nose into everybody’s business. I am free to find bright glintsthe sun surrendered to a happy, so it seemed, shooting stara sliver of temporary brillianceafter all day bounding over the moon,and prepare my … Continue reading Today, Part 5
Winter Birch and Other Poems
By James Joseph Snyder Winter Birch stark white bones of bare birch protrudeinto the skytrunks rise up with splayed branches thrust out naked and rawdisplayed in front of tall trees of leaves still dyingtrees swaying with leaf-mass sails in cold amblingwind biding its time for winter stormswhile white bones stiff nothing to move them withwind … Continue reading Winter Birch and Other Poems
How Inconsequential It Is To Be Angry at the Stranger Who Grabbed My Breast and Remembering Loneliness
By Anandi Kar How Inconsequential it is to be Angry at the Stranger Who Grabbed My Breast For the first time I felt the rush of time spraying all over my body like a broken garden sprinkler when a man touched my breast and ran. The fridge, at home, glowed with the yellow of the … Continue reading How Inconsequential It Is To Be Angry at the Stranger Who Grabbed My Breast and Remembering Loneliness
Poems on Tenacity
By Solape Adetutu Adeyemi Hold on desperately She holds on desperately To the unseeing eyesTo the uncaring heartShe holds on desperatelyShe knows it’s destructiveShe knows it’s frustratingYet, she holds on desperatelyHopeful in the hopelessDependent on the undependable Immortality The urge to last foreverThe need to be immortalThe words to last for generationsDrawing creations yet unbornThose … Continue reading Poems on Tenacity
Autumn Call
By Bert Barry What impelled him to abandonwarmth – comfortthe security of his househe would never knowbut on a chill October nighthe found himself peering--only aided bya single powerful flashlight—avidly – eagerlypoised to enterthe narrow path opening amongrows of dry – dusty cornlong past the time for harvesting.He had never noticedsuch a path beforenow it … Continue reading Autumn Call
Franklin Street 1957
By John Ziegler The rag man, in his broken shoes pushes his cart along the brick street, calls out with chafed voice,“Papers, magazines, rags.”.All afternoon the air is still and pale,the yellow leaves pasted to the wet street.Near dusk, Schmoyer’s farm truck clanks onto Franklin Street,loaded with cabbages, and carrots,potatoes with the mud still on.The … Continue reading Franklin Street 1957
I Knew The Gray Sky and Other Poems
By Irma Kurti I Knew The Gray Sky I lived a severe winter of lovewith chilliness, rain, and snow; I didn’t know there were too other seasons in this world.Immersed every day in a profound abyss,I felt shivers and coldness.Above me—an endless gray sky;I lost the light, the music, the songs.This severe, everlasting period robbed … Continue reading I Knew The Gray Sky and Other Poems
The Whistling Trees
By Aihimegbe Samson The hunters laid siege on the forestThey thought the games would comeThey heard voices and couldn’t restFumbling at the gun turn by turnDid you hear that quirk and quackThe old hunter listened and saidThat could be a wild duck packThat missed their way insteadBut rhythm came from odd branchesFrom trees with the … Continue reading The Whistling Trees
Closure
By Sanchari Dasgupta There cannot be a full stop after every sentence, my familiarity of the English language asks me for closure but I haven't had closure for the past few years, the only full stop in my life was the bindi that I put in between my two eyebrows when I travelled 150 kms … Continue reading Closure
Academy of the Heart And Mind 