Archipelago by Kendel Hippolyte

Archipelago by Kendel Hippolyte If you really see the Caribbean archipelago, you will see yourself, the vivid scattered islands stirring to awakening in a sea of reverie and nightmare, the goldening light lifting green foliage out of darkness into its illumination and the surrounding blue immensity brooding an unknown creaturing of what can live onlyContinue reading “Archipelago by Kendel Hippolyte”

Lines Written on a Seat on the Grand Canal, Dublin by Patrick Kavanagh

Lines Written on a Seat on the Grand Canal, Dublinby Patrick Kavanagh O commemorate me where there is water,Canal water, preferably, so stillyGreeny at the heart of summer. BrotherCommemorate me thus beautifullyWhere by a lock niagarously roarsThe falls for those who sit in the tremendous silenceOf mid-July. No one will speak in proseWho finds hisContinue reading “Lines Written on a Seat on the Grand Canal, Dublin by Patrick Kavanagh”

Mana by Karlo Mila

Manaby Karlo Mila when you flow through my bodyI knowI am caught in the current of a riverlarger than the length of my own lifetimeit bends where we have all been beforesame rapidsother watersour veinsmy bloodI knowI am in the flowof something greater than my own self PHOTO: Kawarau River, New Zealand. Photo by Makalu,Continue reading “Mana by Karlo Mila”

Although it is small it is greenstone by Louise Wallace

Although it is small it is greenstone by Louise Wallace I am orchids fruit trees I can bear more than you think I am a river stone and I choose a ring made of pounamu to remind me PHOTO: River in New Zealand by David Mark, used by permission. NOTE: Pounamu (or “greenstone“) are several typesContinue reading “Although it is small it is greenstone by Louise Wallace”

Bering Sea Luminosity by Karla Linn Merrifield

Bering Sea Luminosityby Karla Linn Merrifield thy name ismidnight sunwaning moonmy candle in Time’s windowinto ring of firetectonic platesone heart a soulbodies of influencewhat is the skin between usmy shimmeryour mirroringwhere my sky lightwhy your sea deepcoming coming waveslengths intervalscelestially earthlynovae volcaniclove in the physicsshine shiningto have shoneus in this Universeonce upon glow PHOTO: BeringContinue reading “Bering Sea Luminosity by Karla Linn Merrifield”

American Airlines Put Us in First Class, Miami to Port-au-Prince, After a 24-Hour Delay by Kyle Laws

American Airlines Put Us in First Class,Miami to Port-au-Prince, After a 24-Hour Delayby Kyle Laws Greets us with champagneas we sit in our seats,feeds us chilled salmon over greens,pita chips & red pepper hummus,wine with our meal. The warmed cookies for dessertwe share with Roger Jean Charles &Pere Max who have waited two hoursat theContinue reading “American Airlines Put Us in First Class, Miami to Port-au-Prince, After a 24-Hour Delay by Kyle Laws”

Caribbean by Donald Hall

Caribbean by Donald Hall Montego Bay in its quick curve listens to the plane, waiting for the cross of silver to soften down. In the air, above, past the frail wing and the gauze glint of propellers, we see the thick curve of the green: the aqua- marine! This is the Caribbean Sea, and theContinue reading “Caribbean by Donald Hall”

Caribbean Nights by Richard Butler Glaenzer

Caribbean Nightsby Richard Butler Glaenzer There are too many stars:They jostle;They quarrel with the moonTill she grows sullen. The fireflies are more quiet,More generous;Their little lamps reveal flowersAnd love-looks and smiles. PHOTO: Caribbean island of Curaçao. Photo by Jabneel Statia on Unsplash NOTE: Curaçao is an island country in the southern Caribbean about 40 miles northContinue reading “Caribbean Nights by Richard Butler Glaenzer”

Volcanism by Jónas Þorbjarnarson

Volcanism  by Jónas Þorbjarnarson (1960-2012) Translation by Bernard Scudder We are the ever-changing earth always taking shape new maps immediately misleading new upheavals I was someone and then I met you. . . people change each other even cause eruptions within each other for deep down we are kindled, determined by all kinds of magmaticContinue reading “Volcanism by Jónas Þorbjarnarson”

Iceland, Summer by Rafaella Del Bourgo

Iceland, Summer by Rafaella Del Bourgo Returning to the apartment I rented in Reykjavik, I drive west past the fishing village of Hofn, its channel to be navigated with care due to the shifting patterns of the shoals. The rocking boats, and the seafarers, safe, for now, in the harbor. To the edge of Jokulsarlon,Continue reading “Iceland, Summer by Rafaella Del Bourgo”