. "Tomorrow, at Dawn" Sung in English . "Tomorrow, at Dawn" Sung in French . Tomorrow, at Dawn by Victor...

. Euryalus Describes His Mother In Vergil’s Aeneid, the youthful Euryalus volunteers for a dangerous nighttime raid, asking that his...

. In Honor of Birthing Person's Day In gratitude and thanks I bless the one Who gave me life, who...

. A Mother’s Worth A mother’s worth, it glows and gleams in eyes. It beams in grins and giggles sent her...

. The Canterbury Tales---General Prologue, Lines 1-18 by Geoffrey Chaucer (1343-1400) translated by Evan Mantyk When April’s sweetest showers downward...

. Mind Games---Three Cerebral Triolets  Propaganda  It wants your mind. It wants you blind. It warps and washes wayward brains....

. The First Spring Rain a rhupunt The first spring rain ends winter's pain; new growth again, the earth revived....

. A recording of our Christmas and New Year Poetry Reading in December has just been made available. Thank you...

. This, Too, Will Pass This, too, will pass--- They like to say. This pain now here Will fly away....

. Incense I cast my words aloft this way and that, Imagining they’re incense offered sweet And fragrant, curling in...

. Crank Out a Few, Please by Joseph S. Salemi Many years ago, when I was in graduate school, I...

. Guardians of the Sunset III. The years go down like liquor.  Drink and pour and drink again, and laugh...

. The Song of Nina Jankowicz The lies burst ripe and rife today. __Their juice spurts forth with pride. The...

. A Sonnet for My Nephew Your mother held you first, and then your dad, And after that, the nurse....

. May Day Note: Maypoles were a feature of ancient Roman festivals to mark the renewal of Spring. The feast...

. Apollo’s Lament He pounds his naked chest and looks for bones Suspecting that the bay tree is a sham....

. Apocrypha Two orbs in hand—one large, one small— He climbed the tower to the top. He let them go...

. Beauty at the Waterslide She stood at the top of the waterslide, Bikini, new curves, wavy hair; Surrounded by...

. Seasons of Change Our fervour was apricity’s embrace. As neon streaks awash a Nordic night, it flared unfettered through...

. Revelation You never see suspects admitting their guilt, __Or partisans stating they lied. You’ll never hear soccer stars fearing...

. Douglas MacArthur, Et Al. Douglas MacArthur waded through the surf, Unafraid to lead his men in battle. Today, they’d...

. A Tale of April 25, 1999 I’d practiced Falun Gong for seven years. It stopped my spine disease’s jabbing...

. Photo of Uluru / Ayers Rock by the Poet Uluru / Ayers Rock The winter outback chill of mid-Julys...

. St. George Updated Our age old bold defender __Now an up to date transgender Is consorting with the witless...

. By George! By George, St. George! You really are a slouch. Arise, pick up your lance, eschew the couch....

. Remembering Ophelia His scathing tongue had thrust her to the edge. It nudged her through the willow’s sunless fringe....

. A Call for Secession by Adam Sedia The fine arts currently lie atrophied in utter decline and degradation. Poetry is...

. With Boots On Soon after break of day an old man comes Trudging along the thawing roads of Cottage...

. All Out of Hope I am right here, Lord All out of hope. What of me now, Lord? End...

. Is form in poetry making a comeback? It is according to the BBC. In this BBC podcast series, aspiring...

. The Chained Oak This tale concerns the fifteenth Earl of Shrewsbury, A member of the English aristocracy. With mighty...

. . Shhh… Shanghai trembles at the edge of hell As horror wafts and weaves its way through streets. The moon...

. One Afternoon One hot Arabian afternoon a boom reverberated through my flat and woke my napping wife and children;...

Judges Angela Alaimo O’Donnell James Sale . OVERALL WINNER . Papa’s Commedia by Nicholas Walz That was hellish—the hulking chopper...

. Easter Monday Luke 24: 13 – 35 With hearts eclipsed by Friday’s three-day night And eyes still blinded to...

. The Prince of Peace     He braved each gouging lash and bruising blow Till scourged and bludgeoned flesh was raw...

. Easter 2022 In silence, night retires with a yawn— Its starlit labor blessed by God’s, “Well done.” And as...

. Sunrise at the Hollywood Bowl A sleepy son, a father who mourned still. Their first time greeting Easter since...

. Hymn to Aurora  1 Aurora, rise and cast your curls Of daybreak through the vapor swirls To drape my...

. Support the Current Thing Don’t ponder on the horrors of our age. Don’t thumb through all those dusty history...