Syracuse at Duskby Frances Daggar Roberts Seated at art-glass tablesby the muted tug of sea…lights across the bayand the feeling of centuriespreceding us.Battered bases to the buildingssome as old as Grecian conquest.Rough cobbled stonesand the evening stroll of families.Wine in our glasses slowly sipped. PHOTO: Fountain of Arethusa, Syracuse, Sicily, Italy. Photo by Luca NContinue reading “Syracuse at Dusk by Frances Daggar Roberts”
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Tasting Lucca by Joan Leotta
Tasting Luccaby Joan Leotta Humming Puccini, wewalk the wide path on topof Lucca’s circular walluntil we reach the market steps.I descend to buy red beans, farro,Parmigiano, tomatoes, pancetta.In our apartment,I blend and magnifyflavors with a bit of thyme.As our soup simmers,the aroma transports us frommodern Lucca to its days as aconquered Etruscan outpost ofRome, soldiersContinue reading “Tasting Lucca by Joan Leotta”
Streets in Shanghai by Tomas Tranströmer
Streets in Shanghaiby Tomas TranströmerTranslated by Patty Crane 1 The white butterfly in the park is being read by many. I love that cabbage-moth as if it were a fluttering corner of truth itself! At dawn the running crowds set our quiet planet in motion. Then the park fills with people. To each one, eightContinue reading “Streets in Shanghai by Tomas Tranströmer”
Labor Day by Joseph Millar
Labor Dayby Joseph Millar Even the bosses are sleeping latein the dusty light of September. The parking lot’s empty and no one cares.No one unloads a ladder, steps on the gas or starts up the big machines in the shop,sanding and grinding, cutting and binding. No one lays a flat bead of flux over aContinue reading “Labor Day by Joseph Millar”
Kyoto: March by Gary Snyder
Kyoto: Marchby Gary Snyder A few light flakes of snowFall in the feeble sun;Birds sing in the cold,A warbler by the wall. The plumBuds tight and chill soon bloom.The moon begins firstFourth, a faint slice westAt nightfall. Jupiter half-wayHigh at the end of night-Meditation. The dove cryTwangs like a bow.At dawn Mt. Hiei dusted whiteOnContinue reading “Kyoto: March by Gary Snyder”
León by Lorraine Caputo
León by Lorraine Caputo PHOTO: Cathedral of León, Nicaragua (2009). Photo by Brassmaster, used by permission. NOTE: The Cathedral of the Assumption of Mary, León Cathedral, is an important and historic landmark in Nicaragua. Constructed from 1747 to 1814, the cathedral has maintained its status as the largest cathedral in Central America and one of theContinue reading “León by Lorraine Caputo”
At a Days Inn in Barstow, California by Chloe Honum
At a Days Inn in Barstow, California by Chloe Honum It’s dusk on a Tuesday in June. A hot wind bears down and east. In my room, a stranger’s hairclip lies like a gilded insect beside the sink. Hours later, it’s still dusk; it will be dusk all night. Last month, I cut the maskingContinue reading “At a Days Inn in Barstow, California by Chloe Honum”
The Prague Astronomical Clock by Jonathan Fink
The Prague Astronomical Clock by Jonathan Fink Inside, it must resemble a great churning mouth, the three co-axial wheels, all with nearly 400 cogs. Ignore the trinkets and pawns, the puppet apostles that march but on the hour, the tiny skeleton striking the chimes. They all are additions, centuries late, to pacify travelers on theContinue reading “The Prague Astronomical Clock by Jonathan Fink”
I Am Reminded When Thinking by Andrena Zawinski
I Am Reminded When Thinkingby Andrena Zawinski“Prague doesn’t let go. This little mother has claws.” Franz Kafka I am reminded, almost as if in whispersby weathered house plaques on backstreetsof Prague, that behind the damp and mustywalls, those of some importance once must have invented themselves above the rest of us herewho, ordinary, press ourContinue reading “I Am Reminded When Thinking by Andrena Zawinski”
Alone in Barcelona by Ellaraine Lockie
Alone in Barcelona by Ellaraine Lockie I was forewarned about Barcelonian bandits Who specialize in stick-up artistry that rivals the genius in Picasso’s gallery and Gaudí’s buildings But I’m pilfered not by pickpockets But by an Ugly American complex that steals my security That incites anxiety of tyrant talk refusing to recognize any English FanningContinue reading “Alone in Barcelona by Ellaraine Lockie”
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