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Pearls of Wisdom in Times of Crisis by Susan Jarvis Bryant Pearl clutchers of the world, please take a...
Read moreDetailsPearls of Wisdom in Times of Crisis by Susan Jarvis Bryant Pearl clutchers of the world, please take a...
Read moreDetailsI pour myself four fingers, or maybe it is five, sit in a broken rocker and slowly close my...
Read moreDetails‘The Glory of Spring’ by M. P. Lauretta
Mere words have not the power to convey the loveliness laid out before my eyes; this triumph of rebirth;...
Read moreDetailsHe has spent a shower of hours obtaining power and glowers from bigwigs in Ukraine--- he’d minimize the drama...
Read moreDetailsThe Society of Classical Poets refers to the COVID-19 coronavirus as the CCP virus because the Chinese Communist Party’s coverup...
Read moreDetailsBrave Soldiers We after "The Things We Dare Not Tell" by Henry Lawson We muster in the heat somewhere,...
Read moreDetailsThis Luxurious Empire Vesuvius, you have destroyed a world! __With roars of fire and thunder, hails of ash, __You've...
Read moreDetailsMargaret Sanger was the founder of Planned Parenthood Moloch: ancient Canaanite god of child sacrifice Is there one in...
Read moreDetailsThe blind poet awakes and feels his way Into the living room, where light of day Will find his...
Read moreDetailsWhat curve, what contrapposto, shift of weight, Recalls the tusk from which some Gothic hand Had carved the Paris...
Read moreDetailsThe Crown of Wuhan by Daniel Kemper "Hast thou forgot me then?" says she of dreams, "A Goddess arm'd...
Read moreDetailsfor Mark F. Stone and all his pets The duck has special properties: Like water off its back; If...
Read moreDetailsCandidatus Non Compos Mentis Joe lacks the humility To see the futility Of running for office While fighting senility....
Read moreDetailsUnbridled Change O tempora! O mores!... Fuit ista quondam in hac re publica virtus... ---Cicero, First Catiline Oration These...
Read moreDetailsThe Author He portrays a lonely figure In his cottage by the sea With his pencil and his paper...
Read moreDetailsA Soliloquy on Modern Poetry I write this, a soliloquy Regarding modern poetry. I don’t appreciate the terse Disheveled...
Read moreDetailsWaters of Irvine and Annock, flow with my tears, West to the Firth of Clyde and Arran: Soon, soon,...
Read moreDetails"Save daylight!" spoke the powers-that-be, and everyone supined, except for Arizona, see, which steadfastly declined. Hawaii, too, and certain...
Read moreDetailsNow breaking through the crust of snow, pale messengers appear To herald with celestial glow the springtime of the...
Read moreDetailsNOTE: This event has been canceled due to the CCP virus (COVID-19) pandemic. A new online SCP Symposium has...
Read moreDetailsMy Coat---a Haiku God pays no heed to disguises He can see through--- I've worn myself out. The...
Read moreDetailsThis isn’t so much an essay as it is an opinion piece where I shoot off a few words in...
Read moreDetailsWho is this finger-waving man--- this millionaire, this communist? Let’s think about him while we can, this grandpa with...
Read moreDetailsOrchards Let Light In “Oh to be like ‘The Man who Planted Trees’” There is a grove that in...
Read moreDetailsA not infrequent problem that a poetry editor must face is a contributor’s intransigence. Sometimes this resistance is on...
Read moreDetailsPsalm CIV: Benedic, Anima Mea O praise the Lord, my soul. The aspens sigh As high above Mount Axtell in...
Read moreDetailsWake-Up Call "Shoulda," "coulda," "woulda" and "whatever" Are telltales that evince velleity In speakers who most probably will never Instantiate...
Read moreDetailsOn a Bereavement I Mourning Sickness Can anybody say how long it lasts, This numbness that deceives while it relieves...
Read moreDetails20 January 2020 My father died, just yesterday, and mom About a year ago; I’m filled with grief For...
Read moreDetailsFrom Some Nightmarish Vial a villanelle by Evan Mantyk Did it emerge from some nightmarish vial? Is it a...
Read moreDetailsOn TV, I saw them kneeling __Before their golden cow; Mere worshippers of a flimsy feeling __Desecrating a vow....
Read moreDetailsThe days we choked on rage and fed on tears, that lit my guts with deep and purple flame—...
Read moreDetailsIn a time long ago, where the high myrtles grow, Lived a tribe of the Bellenden Range. While below,...
Read moreDetailsIcy, biting breezes cut like knives; Sea-spray wave crests crash upon the shore; Silent, unseen clam and crab life...
Read moreDetailsThrough barren fields, beside the ruins of man, The sunlight hardens stains of blood and gore; Macabre deeds that...
Read moreDetailsI have been bid into the House of Song To merry-make at Inspiration’s fest Alas! I fear my raiment...
Read moreDetailstranslated by Leo Zoutewelle To you my word will be reproached as lie, Maliciously: “who left you so maligned, In...
Read moreDetailsThe 50¢ Army by Lu "Reed ABCs" Wei The Chinese Communist regime, has recently dispatched some 1600 online trolls...
Read moreDetailsNatural-Born Jeremiah 17.19 I am a liar, natural-born. I find it more convenient to equivocate or stretch the truth, than...
Read moreDetailsHi. Thank you very much, Mr Anderson, for your profound and poetic message of reassurance.
Hi Margaret. Thank you very much for taking the time to provide such in depth and nicely articulated feedback, I…
The poem has intriguing features, Brian, not yet much discussed because your social and emotional thrust takes the center of…
As I thought at the time, and told you not long after, Paul, these poems give an excellent perspective of…
Roy, thank you for this pleasant, tranquil poem. Of the things you mention, I choose fountains, writing pens, malls, and…
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