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Inside the Hive
Capture for me in vivid and moving verse The essence of a summer day, distilled Down to the happiness in a honeybee’s dance. Sing for me...
Doug Tanoury
Mar 271 min read
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The Silent Oak
In twilight's grasp, the oak stands tall and proud,
Its branches whisper secrets to the breeze...
Rajendra prasad Gupta
Mar 271 min read
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Moonlit Serenade
Silver moon glows, whispers...
Rajendra prasad Gupta
Mar 271 min read
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Coming Back
His feet touch earth, and the soil recalls his heft, every step
a soft murmur of unwilling return. The sky unmoved...
David M. Alper
Mar 271 min read
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Us — a haiku
living with devils
Hugh Findlay
Mar 31 min read
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A Georgic for Turning
Mown hay to the sun after rain. Otherwise you’ll find it in the middle leaves of bales, the mold that sickens them, that cures them. The...
Cal Freeman
Feb 281 min read
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Hummingbird Heart:
I did not like to be held as a child trapped in my mother's lap. Her arms constricting, every fidget of my body. Nowhere for my head to...
Grace E Wagner
Feb 282 min read
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Not the End of the World
“Unhand her, vagabond,” was my one line in the school play. I had the part of the cop, a minor role compared to Beth Levine’s, the...
Paul Hostovsky
Feb 282 min read
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Boom Fires of the Skies
High above Locarno’s port with outside eyes to east at midnight: fires of the skies come speak to me in staccato forks flashed seconds...
Robert H. Bunzel
Feb 281 min read
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Who We Are is Who We Were
Porch light haloed in moths, house leaking into the night. Inside, my father drinks, dark rum cleaving memory from throat, I take it...
John Pring
Feb 281 min read
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First Light
Bodies heavy with rifles, we gorged on meat, fresh from the river and yellow fields, just boys learning to carry death on our tongues, ...
John Pring
Feb 281 min read
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Fated Nebulae
Like supernovae artists,
clouds disperse behemoth art,
James Ph. Kotsybar
Jan 181 min read
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Message In A Spacecraft
Look out, Ophiuchus, Voyager’s near! Earth has randomly shot some gold your way. We hope our sounds and music suit your ear and you’ll...
James Ph. Kotsybar
Jan 181 min read
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PASTORAL SYMPHONY
five thousand feet above Sing Sing, you talk
of your father, how thieves left him to die
John Barton
Jan 181 min read
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Circle in the Square
Figures sprawl around the fountain, stretching out
Like cracks across gray stones,
Benjamin Nardolilli
Jan 181 min read
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With the Fire of the Altar
A city with no factories smolders in the afternoon,
Above it, a dome of exhaust rises without a train
Benjamin Nardolilli
Jan 181 min read
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Honey Mushroom, Armillaria melee
Golden brown parasols clustered
near oak stumps, as if an artist
Joan Mazza
Jan 181 min read
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Wildred*
The dark woods invite me in to walk
on pine needles between tall spruce and fir,
Joan Mazza
Jan 181 min read
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Apology Pantoum
Without a hope of getting it right,
the lake, calm and round, like
a patch of mirror...
Kimberly Gibson-Tran
Jan 181 min read
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OVERDUE FOR MORE THAN A HUNDRED YEARS,FORTY MINUTES LATE, A COLLECTION OF STORIESBY F. HOPKINSON-SMITH, IS BROUGHT BACKTO THE SAN FRANCISCO PUBLIC LIBRARY
the week before you should have returned it
you died without warning, the last pages
John Barton
Jan 181 min read
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