Walking Up Scafell Pike with My Father by Christian Ward After walking a few yards you breathe like someone who has slipped across the border. I am ahead, you are far behind. There are no rest stops on this rocky path to the summit, no hedgerows to distract our lack of common interests or silencesContinue reading “Walking Up Scafell Pike with My Father by Christian Ward”
Monthly Archives: February 2021
Thus Flows the River of Life by Rajnish Mishra
Thus Flows the River of Life by Rajnish Mishra Warm, yellow, earlysun rays on steps of stone,Cold, turquoise, early, stillGanga water;early, sleepy echoes all around;I, alone, not lonely,daily drifting, sit by the river. Vermilion, late, reflected, warm, green:Stone steps, water, temples, river, air,later, resting echoes all around;I, between stone and waterthat looks foul yet fair. ConchContinue reading “Thus Flows the River of Life by Rajnish Mishra”
Cat Scarf—Arasta Bazaar by Joan Leotta
Cat Scarf—Arasta Bazaar by Joan Leotta Under the awning, in the Arasta Bazaar we pawed through the display in front of the silk shop— dozens of soft, splendid scarves shimmied in the breeze calling to our eyes and fingers. I spied among them, a silken swath replete with feline images. My daughter draped it overContinue reading “Cat Scarf—Arasta Bazaar by Joan Leotta”
Midsummer on Bodmin Moor by Rose Mary Boehm
Midsummer on Bodmin Moorby Rose Mary Boehm White feathery tufts ofof cotton grasswave in a breeze. Wind rustles in the golden gorse,whispers in stunted thorn trees,strokes heather and the oddbattered blackthorn. My tightly tied boots breakdry, hard grasses overtreacherous ground. Belowthe surface run kilometersof badger tunnels. Occasionally a bird lifts off, itsflapping wings the onlyContinue reading “Midsummer on Bodmin Moor by Rose Mary Boehm”
Leaving Algeciras in 1971 by Diane Kendig
Leaving Algeciras in 1971 by Diane Kendig “Africa, a whole new world.” —Philip Levine We could catch a boat from there to Ceuta for seventy-five cents, we said to each other in the school lobby in Segovia, we could go to Africa for less than a dollar, once we got to Algeciras. I had onlyContinue reading “Leaving Algeciras in 1971 by Diane Kendig”
Two Jews, Truck Stop, Syrian Mountains by Rafaella Del Bourgo
Two Jews, Truck Stop, Syrian Mountains by Rafaella Del Bourgo Snow like powdered sugar on tree-tops, on the twisting road. Our truck driver brakes at a long mud hut. Beckons to follow him inside. Kerosene lanterns. An older man and woman welcome him, cut their eyes in our direction. We are seated on cushions atContinue reading “Two Jews, Truck Stop, Syrian Mountains by Rafaella Del Bourgo”
POETRY and PLACES 