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 wouldn’t budge. “Since the Bible’s declared, ’The Earth is It,’ Therefore anything new must therein fit.” When […]
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You are a gap in my room, a missing tooth my roving tongue of a mind keeps returning to. You are a voice missing from the house, the quieted flutter of your presence a flat-line through these rooms. You are missing. From me. Bio: Valentina Cano is a student of classical singing who spends whatever free time she […]
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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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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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Wings of Gray by, Melissa R. Mendelson They say if you reach heaven, you’ll grow wings across the sky. They say that if your dreams disappear, something inside you will die. Whispers of my soul come down to you. My beating, heavy heart begs to live a life true. Chorus: Don’t fade. Don’t fade away. Don’t fade. […]
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rpm (rhetorical paradoxi-metaphorisis) scleras, snow white pupils, dilated. brain box, sparking incandescently. he asks the physician: ‘tell me doctor, what’s my malady?’ stares at his sloppy zig-zag manuscript and replies ‘rpm’. not comprehending, he utters, ‘excuse me?’, physician expatiates: ‘rhetorical paradoxi-metaphorisis, a rare cerebral disorder in which the forebrain “wordyfactures” weird grandiloquent and aesthetic phrases and clauses sub- consciously, using […]
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A voice says ‘cry’ A voce says ‘cry’ And I said, what shall I cry? All flash is grass, For all the beauty is like the flower of the field. The grass withers, the flower fades, When the breath of the God blows upon it, Surely the people are grass. The grass withers the flower fades, But the word […]
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PALL MALL The Mall which I frequented Has now been left for dead. The thriving shops oncesplendid To other haunts have fled. Where once there was a FoodCourt Are now just empty chairs. No Kiddie Train to transport Their laughter here to there. My decade past resembles The fate of this sad Mall. Where once I crowdsassembled, […]
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Photography – FOG ROLLING IN (By Melissa R. Mendelson)
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The Dry River Red desert sky collapsing to black in the vast cottonwood shadow. Wind in the cane, rock on rock and a sheep horn in the dirt. Star on her skin in wisdom, the moon returns to mountain. Her mortal also abandons his form in the thorn fire at the dry river. Night is quiet then as I am […]
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