Tuesday, May 26, 2020

Poetry

Civil Guardsmen From a field of grasses dried by wind, two civil guardsmen stare toward the sun for traffic on the lonely road they have been stationed to protect. They are tall against the burnt horizon, still as the ground itself, and one is the reflection of the other as, side by side, they stand in place. Should one turn around,...

Poems by John Hennessy

AFTER ALEXANDRIA What an agony not to wake up next to you. Not to have fallen asleep with your head on my chest. I made the bed quickly, as you did every day, sheets that still smell of your hair and skin. Your pillows, one that you took with you, take with you everywhere, sandalwood...
THE MAGIC OF STILLNESS AND THE CHAOTIC Some people, lost souls, caught in the absurdity of noise, create magical stillness out of the chaotic outwitting comprehension. Other lost souls, caught in the absurdity of silence, create the chaotic out of magical stillness sidestepping incomprehension. I, confused by both noise and silence, adoring absurdity yet not knowing which is more magical or comprehensible, stillness or...

Poems by Ricky Garni

TRIATHLON Jane was in Vancouver one day and she stood at the window and saw a woman crawling out of the sea. The woman started running really fast on the beach until she reached a bicycle and then she hopped on it and kept going. “Wow!” Jane said, “I just saw the evolution of mankind in...
They Won’t Forget to Pray (verses in response to “So Long Marianne”) In the night, you asked for silence to speak to angels for Marianne, for Marianne. You opened your lips and dry as they were still breathed the confession of stillness. Darkness approached as you addressed love in its trembling thoughts. I can’t hear your voice. It is quiet and...
In Pains Like a mighty wind, it came Infant memories of joy defamed The punctured hearts on the slings of torment catapulted to the strings to sign the hymns of bitterness Those heavy hearts in battered souls Becoming numb to the pangs of death Stealing the love of nature to their hub Staring the ocean of forgetfulness never...

Poems by Jack Donahue

The Removal of Sin in a World Without Sin Turning once again toward the sea, strong arms move my head to look at the land instead, a desert landscape beige, bland sand the monotonous menu for my eyes that have seen it all before. Defiant, I turn to feast on the wild water, currents pushing the shore...

Poems by Richa Sharma

CREATIVITY Excogitate a rainbow, The piebald mind breaks into, A woolgathering without rains, On furlough during emphasis, Precipitation and tedium. A breakthrough in a belfry, Is not a quantum of peerless words. A sockdolager of a man's oeuvre, Is also a renaissance of mirages. Scant advertency makes him think. DEATH Cessation is a penumbra of the foofaraw. The patina of sandalwood is...
suicide paula’s weak moment leaving me early sad lonely feeling nightly she returns softly whispering her lost love still in my heart bliss alone in library empty used bookstore roaming shelves sacred experience like attending church feeling hopeful promise quietly turning pages becoming dreamer again freedom waking to birdsong before first light building small fire boiling water from stream instant coffee oats in tin cup ready for journey picking way over deadfall brushing aside cobwebs escaping...
SCAR The love byte is a frozen ripple seeking the other shore just as the curve seeks the circle, the curly hair seeks the halo encircling the head. May be because raw effort is prettier than the outcome, sun fondles the dark underbelly of the forest, floods it with light only for darkness to regrow like waiting. Humans remain banks with the turbulence...

Poems by Tissy Taylor

SHATTER Glass wall inside of me Looking to where I want to be How this widowed heart hides In plain sight, wishing to be seen False light is blinding me Until I can no longer breathe Quiet madness beguiles This raging fire, consuming Masked her wall of pretend Fettered anguish lingers within Imprisoned by the tides In murky depths a life...
My Guest There is nothing more important than you, my guest I will delay my sickness until you leave And I will cover my sadness with a big smile I will give my last bread to you and my hungry kids Don’t worry— I will fill my stomach with water Come on in… My house is full...