Haiku by Charles David Kleymeyer

Haiku Haiku haiku moment — most pure before words form   swallowing cherry blossoms… will I compose haiku with a japanese heart?   loon skimming still lake above its own image —   wordless poem   soul of...

Epilogue by Neelam Patel

I hate you with the sharpness of the edges of a Viking's teeth I hate you from every part of my body - from my ankles, my knees...

[POEM] Tricycle Trip in the Mesilla Valley by John Russell Monagle

A new poem by John Russell Monagle

Longitude by Ann Wrayburn

In August heat, the urge to be misplaced can find you standing on the sidewalk, disoriented, holding someone else’s photos by mistake. Trying to place that cottage, that sandy porch. Before...

Shared Bed by Maryhelen Snyder

Grandgirl, you are in my bed now, and in all of it. You are horizontal and your soccer feet are planted like oaks on the far side. Your head...