Sequoia Sunrise by Mark A. Fisher

Sequoia Sunriseby Mark A. Fisher iciclestarlighthanging downthrough the silentred giantswhile the thumbnail moonspills silver lightthat pools in the meadowsand slowly seeps outinto the forest’til the barest hintsof red in the eastern skymakes the first bird begin todrowsily sing, rousing chickareehidden high up in the treesand answered by a woodpeckerbeating beating beating out the rhythmfor theContinue reading “Sequoia Sunrise by Mark A. Fisher”

I’m traveling back in time by Mathias Jansson

I’m traveling back in timeby Mathias Jansson I’m traveling back in timeto the north of Swedento my parents’ placewhere I was born I’m traveling back in timefollow my childhood paththe path I used to runthrough the forestdown to the river I’m traveling back in timeto a time when I saton the stone by the waterfishingContinue reading “I’m traveling back in time by Mathias Jansson”

New Orleans by Anne Whitehouse

New Orleansby Anne Whitehouse In this city the Church had dominion over the dead,but the dead would not stay buried.They rose up out of the groundwhen the river overflowed and the ground turned to water.Fevers, vapors, and miasmas circulated,the air so humid it was another form of water.Pale, wide, and muddy, the river loomed,and theContinue reading “New Orleans by Anne Whitehouse”

Via Lactea by Robert Lima

Via LacteaOn the Photograph by Dionisio Ameal Pachecoby Robert Lima The old hórreo, a granary on the Rio Minho,receives the torrent of stars into its wooden hold.It is a stellar blessing on the landscapeof the ancient Celtic peoples,sons of Breogán, that begat the line. A bountiful engagement of primal matterand elemental Earth,the stars falling onContinue reading “Via Lactea by Robert Lima”

Père Lachaise by Jennifer Lagier

Père Lachaiseby Jennifer Lagier Our guide, Jean-Jacques,tells us stories,reads inscriptionson mausoleums.Marks a map as Iexplore a city of deathwith expatriate friends.We pass grandiose memorials.Angels and antichrists decomposebeside housewives and saints.Fading lipstick kisses polka dotOscar Wilde’s neutered sphinx.According to rumor, a bureaucratanchors his paperwork withthe severed stone sex.Someone has stolen Jim Morrison’sbronze bust, a poppy and twistofContinue reading “Père Lachaise by Jennifer Lagier”

Pont Alexandre III by Beverly M. Collins

Pont Alexandre III  by Beverly M. Collins An ageless ornament adorns the hand of flow The past and future kiss a nymph arch in the middle that slide to the shining bend of winged horses that kick on both sides Upon narrow thin-ness stands Copper’s pull on the push of gold. distinguished gold’s steady gazeContinue reading “Pont Alexandre III by Beverly M. Collins”

Cape Cod by Joan McNerney

Cape Cod by Joan McNerney Hearing waves from a distance and feeling sea breezes brush our faces, it seemed a century before we came to the ocean. So blue and bright to our eyes its rhythm broke chains of unremarkable days. Over cool sand we ran and you picked three perfect shells which fit insideContinue reading “Cape Cod by Joan McNerney”

In the Mountains by Laurel Benjamin

In the Mountains               Rocky Mountains, after Pablo Neruda’s “Walking Around” by Laurel Benjamin It so happens that I live in the mountains with goats’ many-directional hair and white cliffs until June when I leave forever the expansive hoary spectacles which magnify each moraine. The scent of my friendContinue reading “In the Mountains by Laurel Benjamin”

Always Iowa by Janet Banks

Always Iowaby Janet Banks Not one recognizable face on the plane,in the airport John Deere memorabiliabeckon from the gift shop,the state, empty of love. Mother, spiffed up, her coiffure a pale shadeof apricot, Dad chewing on a bit of paperto calm his nerves as he paces,both long gone to graves. No welcoming. Kathy, once theContinue reading “Always Iowa by Janet Banks”

Missing My Father in Iceland by Robert Coats

Missing My Father in Iceland by Robert Coats We could have hiked together at Ϸingvellir into the cleft between parting tectonic plates, you with khaki rucksack and rock hammer explaining your work on the Aleutian volcanoes, and how twisted outcrops form when basalt flows into a subglacial lake. I could have told you how theContinue reading “Missing My Father in Iceland by Robert Coats”