Soul Fountain
Poem – Where the Grass Grows (By David Hernandez)
Where the Grass Grows Sunlight narrows the shadow, spreading across the writer’s back to his face. He wakes, ready to feed his children, walks through the halls, and out to the patio with a leash around his neck, and a ...
Poetry – Excerpts From ‘The POND Project’ (By John L. Stanizzi)
2.5.19 7.48 a.m. 33 degrees Picking the boardwalk instead of the pond this morning, onward through the woods, the ground a mosaic of leaves necessary for the crosshatch of broken branches to fall silently, dim in the overcast, the cedar ...
Poem – GALILEO’S GHOST (By Ray Gallucci)
■ GALILEO’S GHOST With Earth at the Center, Ptolemy ruled. Mathematically sound, for centuries fooled Who then passed as scientists to proclaim, “We know all the Universe; don’t defame!” When Copernicus proved the Sun’s the Hub, Those of Catholic persuasion ...
Poem – The Mess (By Henryk Baranski)
The Mess EASY FORM FOR QUICKNESS AND DRIVES LIES EARLY ON THE FORM OF NEW SCHEDULES WORN AND RIPPED BY STYLE AND CONDIMENTS ALL FLYING WITH THE VIGOUR OF THE EARTH AND TIDES REACHING OVER CLIFFS AND GRASS TO REACH ...
Poem – Building Walls (By Gil Hoy)
Building Walls Someone there is who loves a wall, Piling stones on top of stones, To keep invading wetbacks out, To keep glass pearls secure. He lets our Southern neighbors know, In blaring braggadocio, That they must pay to ...
Poem – Love Letters of Old (By David Russell)
Love Letters of Old My love was stifled Between the gum and the paper – The sealed envelope was lumpy ...
Poem – At A Party (By Robert Ronnow)
At a Party I spoke with two people at the party Saturday. A young police officer, short-haired, fit, chiseled face who had two young children. He felt constrained by the law, without discretion to question mopes (perps) aggressively or to ...
Poem – Reflections (By David Russell)
Reflections First there was a God Bounded by no face, Faced by no bounds. Yet first there was a mirror (What first is first with no bounds clear?) The mirror drew the sun, Scored with its bounds the sky And ...
Poem – On Love (By Naushena)
On Love I thought today what love is And now you read all this. Love inhabits the hearts of people Give and take is the only principle. Love is ignoring the qualities one lacks And appreciating the virtues one has ...
Poem – Just a toy though the string… (By Simon Perchik)
Just a toy though the string is still afraid, tied as if inside a weightlessness is pulling it closer and closer and can't let go caged in on all sides by the color blue and emptiness --a trapped balloon, banded ...
