Poetry
Poem – Insignificance (By Robert Ronnow)
Insignificance Late in life I struggle against my insignificance When I should enjoy the freedom from performance before an audience. Applause is happiness but if they withhold applause, embarrassment. When Da Liu put me to work crunching hexagrams and spreadsheet ...
Poem – DAWN (By Ray Gallucci)
DAWN It shuffled across the savannah Toward shade from the rising sun. In each hand it carried banana Held firm by opposing thumb. An ape by all rights of appearance, Yet upright its ambling gait. To primate behavior adherence Except ...
Poem – Panic (By David Russell)
Panic A search for some trivial object in the midst of disordered furniture Seized upon just at that moment, giving birth to consternation Repulsion from travelling delayed by this selection; Travelling light, splitting energy-wholes into petty onenesses – At one ...
Poem – Discovered (By Melissa R. Mendelson)
Discovered - By Melissa R. Mendelson Torn and flayed I was from the Greenlight until I found home along the Triggerstreet, and a community kissed and healed all that was destroyed. Then, I took flight, nestling into the Author's Den ...
Poem – Untitled (By Rex Begay)
■ I am guilty of skipping chapters stained with shadows Missing moments not composed I feel unworthy of your tales untold, ...
Poem – The Retired Artist (By John Grey)
THE RETIRED ARTIST Such a relief to shut down my temples. I'm just a roof, some columns, an auditorium deep but empty. And, if you're keeping score, I forgo the easel, the baton, and all that writing across time. If ...
Poem – Do Not Sneer At This Poem (By Agbaakin O. Jeremiah)
Do not sneer at this poem Call me a bard of doom But do not sneer at this poem: The searing sun tickled the ribs of the sky it all stared, yes, that tragedy began with a safe smile squirting ...
Poem – Salt and Pepper (By Donal Mahoney)
■ Salt and Pepper White privilege it’s called and recently I learned its name although I’ve been white as a sheet for decades. Like breathing and eating I take white privilege for granted. I push a cart through a megastore in bib overalls and no one follows me and when ...
Poem – Twenty Signs (By Rony Nair)
"You swirl and take the strait past You swing those hips of yours Your eyes they hardly break a glimpse As you kiss with all you’ve got. You turn around to go one away Your hands they’re still on mine ...
Poem – Fifty Years Later (By Donal Mahoney)
Fifty years ago Jane got on a plane and flew away without saying good-bye. Her parents took her, I know. She was only 14 but she could have said good-bye to me, the swain who saw her through our last ...
