Raven by Stephen Keating
I am reborn every day into something new / Today I was walking alone on the yard / Coming back from my shift in…
Absence of Malice by Robert Jay Norton
To hate the cat’s indifference / with its knowing mien or alleged sacredness, / is to despise the sparrow that innocently shat /…
Unspoken Profundities of the Universe by Michael South
It has never been said / That shouting at yellow balls / Bouncing off Saturn’s rings / Could make one feel incontinent / Especially…
My Parisian Sidwalk by Michael South
Washed in a desert’s night rain / Prison lights impersonate themselves / Mirrored on an incarcerated sidewalk / Repainting gray fences and huddled pigeons…
The Run by Ralph Hager
the red brick buildings look as much alike as they sound / the people inside watch the same TV shows with different / clothes…
Thinking of Rain Shadow Review by John Dowell
I wrote this for you because you / accept the unacceptable / whose tales are beautiful as any…
Royalty by John Dowell
Aristocratic oaks and hickories / move their limbs languorously / choosing on whom to bestow lemon light / or shade, like bishops / disseminating…
Snow is Black When by John Dowell
It sleeps / under the sun-blinded stare / of an old cedar
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Prison Time by John Dowell
I stand at the window / for hours / hoping something out of the ordinary / will happen
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The Key by John Dowell
There is / nothing / like the sound…