Poetry
Poem – EVERGREEN TERRACE (By Joseph Cavera)
EVERGREEN TERRACE (By Joseph Cavera) What is this, this dance of life While we slide and step around pain of strife The music slowly plays To dj for all of us the measure of our days I love the way ...
Poem – LETTING GO (By Joseph Cavera)
LETTING GO (By Joseph Cavera) There I was, just standing there, when what I wanted to do was forbidden- by law, no less. The opportunity was there, lying before me, in an instance I would not be graced with again ...
Poetry – Excerpts From ‘The POND Project’ (By John L. Stanizzi)
Poetry - Excerpts From 'The POND Project' (By John L. Stanizzi) These small poems are from a one-year-long project called POND -- The poems are acrostics. Everyday, at different times during the day, I visit our pond with notebook and camera ...
Poem – Antarctic Depths (By David Russell)
Antarctic Depths An ice-roofed stratosphere, clear liquid space And nerve-legged spiders Crack fans of anchor ice To mend all seals Here it is coddled by the final killer, Will it be toppled by comfort’s rays? ...
Poem – Majestic (By Alozor Michael Ikechukwu)
MAJESTIC Like my shadows Yesterday's echoes roped me I, racing the fastest Farthest from the takeoff line At each turn of the track. Suited in fatigue Like a lost bird at sea Nowhere to rest wings Dazed, dizzy, disoriented A ...
Poem – Heartless at the Checkout Line (By Frank De Canio)
Heartless at the Checkout Line “I’d never take my anger out on you,” she said, when I remarked she looked so piqued I had the inclination to skidoo. As someone who desired her, I freaked out at the dewdrops missing ...
Poem – Overpass (By Allison Grayhurst)
Overpass In the gravel hole slumbering in cold fatigue open and open is tomorrow never arriving. But pale and pasty sickness in my mirror is all I see when I look at my changing body, changing again to form ...
Poem – Song of America (By Gil Hoy)
Song of America I. I see you, Walt Whitman, an American Rough, a cosmos! I see you face to face! I see you and the nameless faceless Faces in America's ageless crowds of men and women who you saw ...
Poem – Crusader’s Tomb (By Rony Nair)
you didn't give a f**k for anything' except love' and art. it was the precipice that kept it sane' kept it afloat even as you slid further and further away in real life and newly rediscovered sanctimony. even as we ...
Poem – With Respect to the Whale (By David Russell)
With Respect to the Whale Oh, man – foul carnivore! Gorging beyond all need for sustenance, Gorging beyond even your body's bounds! And is this a fixation on your prey, A lust for prey-communion? Willing your own, final annihilation By ...
