Journal

Lorraine Carey

An Evening, Late September The light through my studio window, beckons. On my swivel chair, I stare onto the old…

5 years ago

Gail Braune Comorat

Geese --after Alan Shapiro How did it begin? We were in a rowboat. My brother and I. The moon full…

5 years ago

David Felix

Finding Direction David Felix is a youthful septuagenarian English visual poet who lives in Denmark. For more than half a…

5 years ago

R. T. Castleberry

Standing Apart Impatient, bored, bearing grudges, I pick at the day like a carrion bird. Trust is not a language…

5 years ago

Claudia Castro Luna

In Sommerlicht Schwebend Our marriage began the two of us on a carousel young and lost and spinning to the…

5 years ago

Dale Champlin

The Ice Has Begun to Unclench The pool froze months ago. Above me, bits of twigs and leaves suspend in…

5 years ago

Michael Chang

freedom 18 That was not a threatening gesture, it was only a start of surprise. I was astonished to see…

5 years ago

Lisa Ni Bhraonain

"Still Life"--12"x 18" oil pastels on paper Artist Statement: With the use of frenzied texture, tonality of color, and awkward…

5 years ago

Nancy Christopherson

Cornflowers, Iris These vivid blues on the walls of her room with gold centers, like her eyes when they pan…

5 years ago

Delia Garigan

Virus Like the other wounds I carry it transforms my core carves the flowered seat into its own cottage, where…

5 years ago