Crescit Eundo by Gary Glauber

Crescit Eundo by Gary Glauber New Mexico caressed me under thin covers, lured me with temperate clime and spicy cuisine, with tales of mystical angel visits and prettily crafted wares. Enchantment was the first kiss. I embraced her carefully, red sun on field of yellow, aware of what some consider sacred and fickle behavior, backContinue reading “Crescit Eundo by Gary Glauber”

Walking Along the Music City Walk of Fame by Linda Imbler

Walking Along the Music City Walk of Fame Nashville, Tennessee, U.S.A. by Linda Imbler The pale shy away from the sun, but this garden of stone is worthy of a venture out under Mr. Sol. Here lay the names, a judicious fare of music greats: Songwriters, singers, guitarists. There’s no questionable bigotry laid here. AllContinue reading “Walking Along the Music City Walk of Fame by Linda Imbler”

Hozho by Robert Coats

Hozho by Robert Coats “The Navaho word hozho, translated into English as ‘beauty,’ also means harmony, wholeness, goodness.” —J. Ruth Gendler Notes on the Need for Beauty Hiking in the Grand Canyon down Permian dunes of the Coconino Sandstone, red rubble of the Supai Group. It’s a good place for restoring one to hozho, andContinue reading “Hozho by Robert Coats”

News Flash by Joan McNerney

News Flash by Joan McNerney Mickey Mouse was arrested 9/4/14 in Times Square. He was posing with a tourist and asked for money.* How dare Forty-Second Street be defiled by such an unsavory character! Donald Duck was not available for comment. Minnie Mouse escaped capture by hiding behind a large sanitation vehicle. She was visiblyContinue reading “News Flash by Joan McNerney”

El Porto, Twilight by Jonathan Yungkans

El Porto, Twilight by Jonathan Yungkans 1. Where the Pacific blends into a Spanish-Portuguese marketing conceit, it mirrors my own lack of logic, a hemorrhage tarnishing quiet. The wind smells of gore. The sea dusks. It stumbles cross currents, bleeding out and collapsing. The unseen moon heaves it up. Call me Lazarus for all theContinue reading “El Porto, Twilight by Jonathan Yungkans”

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”

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”