Month: October 2018

Hallowe’en by Sheri-Ann O'Shea Oh! Hallowe’en is not about the grave __Or ghosts or horrors fit to make men rave ...

John of the Mountains To him we owe a mammoth debt, our grateful thanks and praise, For the lasting conservation ...

This universe of ours will end As we then return to the source. No more wounds to tend or to ...

The Ballerina Just before the break of day she woke from dreams of grand jeté and knelt beside her bed ...

There are kingdoms to rule if your foot’s the right size _____or your beauty is flawless and rare. With a ...

Blasted granite marks the trail Guttered through eternal rock. Windborne smoke and ashes veil Mountain peaks through which we walk. ...

As yet untouched by any writer’s thought you’re still pristine and perfectly unspoiled. Just like a botox-frozen face that ought ...

by Evan Mantyk Where is Homer? The epic poems of the famous Greek bard were the cornerstone of education for ...

(poetry by Bruce Dale Wise) The Viacruces del Migrante, migrant caravan, which started out two hundred strong has grown to ...

Birthday Greetings As themes show signs of nature's stay, And time’s propitious dates hold sway, The evidence augurs your bloom, ...

Sonnet 201. The Force that Through the Green Fuse Pulls the Poem. Written in the Dylan Thomas Museum, Swansea. July ...

  Why is it when you’re down and out, you’re also out of luck? Success they say is easy, “you’ll ...

Solid Ground Our greatest philosopher David Hume, Whose logical doubts leave naught to assume, Used skeptical arguments he had found ...

by Joseph Charles MacKenzie Read the Selected Poems from Baudelaire's Les Fleurs du Mal online. Email [email protected] for details on ...

  I woke this day beside the two-way Wye, at peace with wars too often waged inside between the push ...

United They Fall Exhausted armies cling to noble trees along the margin of a meadow mown two weeks ago.  It's ...

Ah, now comes the mellow season, Marks its time with jackdaws caws. Autumn with its rusty reason Offers forth its ...

by Manfred Dietrich The world is riddled with riddles. Riddling is as old and as ubiquitous as language itself. When ...

  For Elizabeth La Cienega slept on a muted afternoon At old Las Golodrinas, when I spied a nest Of ...

  So delicate at first, the music swells And fills with brilliance of a dawning sun Each listener and cracks ...

  An acrobat named Larry Loops was best among all circus troupes, But he quit one day and was heard ...

In his bedsitter years, he was alone And all his dreams were haunted by some girl More wonderful than any ...

Dark Devil’s Pool, where Spirit of the Tweed __Conceived the first-born of the Tuede clan; __Each maiden fair, and muckle ...

“Religion is an opiate of the masses,” So says the Prof. lecturing to his classes. “College used to be a ...

by Charles Eager William Wordsworth was born in Cockermouth, Cumberland, in 1770—the same year as gave us Beethoven, Hegel, and ...

Death Is the Cooling Night by Heinrich Heine Death is the cooling night, Life is the sultry day, But now ...

For John McCain, Ernest C. Brace, & Alexander Solzhenitsyn I season my pen with the sonnet's blood, And do not ...

I . The Accused: “Your Honor… And if I were a troubled lad and if indeed I did go bad, ...

a Petrarchan sonnet Life’s hills have been trampled since first we met, That mad, magic moment long years ago, When ...

—from A Gallery of Ethopaths* For those of us who cherish text, There’s anguish in what I’ll say next. The ...