Earth Links contrasts the work of nature with the work of man, often revealing our flagrant madness. Meaningful and constructive – Spectrum and Heart We love your poems – New Literary Journal Memorable and Remarkable – Terrene Magazine Earth Links is a 104 page poetry book in paperback with a price of $15.00 ISBN 978-81-8253-673-9. from Cyberwit Publishing. […]
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Poem By SIMON PERCHIK * She wraps your limp the way the sun marks out its darkness and along the ground pours a small circle –you’ll make it back she says, writes on a pad kept open how seabirds will call each other over and over force their feathers though your shadow too has taken on that phase […]
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What’s 2017 Like by, Melissa R. Mendelson Parody of Everlast “What It’s Like” We’ve all seen the man on the tv promising to make us great The hair on my neck raises, making me worry about our fate She wanted us to believe when all those words were nothing but to deceive “It is what it is,” is all […]
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NEVER KNOWING WHAT HIT (Based on the painting [above] by Danell Millsap of the Scotch Cap Tsunami at Unimak Island, Alaska, on the night of April 1, 1946, where all five Coast Guardsmen manning the lighthouse were killed [see www.semparpac.org/tsunami.jpg]) I ponder the Scotch Cap Tsunami And wonder just how it felt When impact dismembered your body From […]
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Pearlman is a mythological fantasy and time travel themed story by David Russell. You can read the story within the embedded PDF viewer, or you can download the PDF to your device for offline reading. You can also print it via the printer button at the top of the viewer. Excerpt: The blow struck; a quota of people saw […]
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SECOND SELF – By Roger Singer The second self of me is the gift unwrapped. The adventure in need of a path. A stone to be dislodged. A bridge that crosses every part, leading to passions and fears. It’s a road without a friendly door or room without a place to hide; My second self forces me to sunlight. I’ll […]
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A Husband Falters Better take his wife to lunch after what he said yesterday. A slip of the tongue. But where to take her? The Chinese buffet? The Indian buffet? Maybe the Japanese place. She likes sushi and tempura. But when he asks about lunch she says not a chance. She has to clean the house. Cleaning lady comes today.
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AWAKENED November 22, 1963 East Hartford High School 2.02 p.m. Ninth grade English, and just out of Catholic, school, I was not yet adjusted to the outrageous idea of a public school – no uniforms, and teachers who were men, men in street clothes, not dressed in black with stiff white collars and faces of […]
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Growth Before Buildings Wood piles beneath the shallow permanent stone Firm feet upon the yielding bog Let water in – the wood’s grain will prevail through its lines Let water out – white softness will grow to draw things down The foundations could be called organic, So people longed to analyse to scrutinize Trade silver mercury Sweep […]
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A flight separates the sea from the sky. Her glance caresses the stillness. The flowers scathed by hail become bluish. They do not die, yet. This life without him is like the plenitude seen with one eye. Her right convictions sculpt in sadness as in a block of marble a rocky embrace. The sun is crying. There is only […]
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