Doorway by Miriam Levine

Doorway by Miriam Levine The green edge like a shore; the precise diamond; arched shelters; willows’ drag mid-distance; five soccer nets, widely ranked, apart like mist-filled doorways of palace rooms leading straight to each other: they have become your view angled from a corner. Under tough grass on which dew has dried deep earth isContinue reading “Doorway by Miriam Levine”

Pellet Petals by David P. Miller

Pellet Petals by David P. Miller As the tide recedes the sand crabs reappear. They recreate their holes filled in at high tide, doorways plugged with silt. Crabs view the beach with caution. Crabs scrape the sand with inch-long strokes. High tide brings fresh food, now washed across the beach. Crabs feed, taking what theyContinue reading “Pellet Petals by David P. Miller”

By the Taiya River by Penelope Moffet

By the Taiya River by Penelope Moffet I let the wind blow through me where alder and willow grow in sandy soil, where light green cottonwood leaves vibrate against the darker greens of spruce and hemlock. Stones pummeled by the river, some white flecked with black, some orange or gray or brown, some round, someContinue reading “By the Taiya River by Penelope Moffet”

Hamlin Lake, Michigan, 1940s by Joan Colby

Hamlin Lake, Michigan, 1940sby Joan Colby A smell of damp, of mildewPermeated the cottage, lakeside,Built of simple unfinished planks,Nothing polished or complicated,Floorboards, thin wallsSo every conversation could be overheard. A red pump by the chipped sinkThat groaned to expel tinged water.A woodstove my mother cursedAs we stood dripping from our lake bathsHolding bars of Ivory,Continue reading “Hamlin Lake, Michigan, 1940s by Joan Colby”

Survivor Tree by Joan McNerney

Survivor Tree May 2011 by Joan McNerney There in core of the World Trade Center this pear tree stands. It grew from ash of bodies clasping hands falling in air. Cared for by those who believe in life. Now reaching for heaven despite the hatred of men screaming in streets. Look how sunlight touches eachContinue reading “Survivor Tree by Joan McNerney”

Anacapa Island by Jonathan Yungkans

Anacapa Island by Jonathan Yungkans The island is Eneepah to the Chumash Islanders, meaning ever-changing or deceptive or perhaps mirage. Like the picture of California’s best view I saw online— the spine of Santa Monica Mountains rising from the Pacific, grey against deep blue, clouds purple bruises above them and the distant sunset gold. NothingContinue reading “Anacapa Island by Jonathan Yungkans”

Stone Upon Stone, Soul Upon Soul by Ken Hartke

Stone Upon Stone, Soul Upon Soul by Ken Hartke For good or for ill, they left their mark. Rich in their vow of poverty; at least by local standards. They had their cigars and their chocolate. They had their music and their books. They had their Faith. They had untold riches in willing backs andContinue reading “Stone Upon Stone, Soul Upon Soul by Ken Hartke”

Rafaella Del Bourgo, Goanna on Kangaroo Island

Goanna on Kangaroo Island by Rafaella Del Bourgo A six-foot-long lizard like a log obstructing the rutted road, muscular tail, and claws for shredding, two hundred million years old. His tongue flicks out into the air. As he swings his head toward me and lifts his body, I hurry into my car and slam theContinue reading “Rafaella Del Bourgo, Goanna on Kangaroo Island”

Isla Negra by Lorraine Caputo

Isla Negra by Lorraine Caputo Sunset On the pale jade horizon             clouds shield a retreating sun Nebulous rose brushes the still-             blue heaven above In this dying light shimmers             a mother-of-pearl sea She swells sea-green             heaving         leaping                         over boulders Thin fingers of water reach between             leaving their prints of                         golden foam Then the water swiftlyContinue reading “Isla Negra by Lorraine Caputo”

Impressions en Plein Air by Andrena Zawinski

Impressions en Plein Air (From Flight 2199, regarding Monet) by Andrena Zawinski Far above the street scene graffiti of Paris, I think of you, Monet, from the air up here flying this sea foam sky, a shelf of waves against a floor of mist breaking open in patches of blue and white. And I, likeContinue reading “Impressions en Plein Air by Andrena Zawinski”