Golden Gate Morning by Marianne Brems

Golden Gate Morning by Marianne Brems Fog spills over the ridge like a cauldron. Thick and soft as goose feathers, swaddling a bridge not ready to rise from sleep beneath its hidden towers. The majestic turned docile inside a shroud of gray. But within seconds, like an apology for obstruction, the north tower leaps throughContinue reading “Golden Gate Morning by Marianne Brems”

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”

Roots by James Penha

RootsBatang, Western Sumatraby James Penha The roots of the two banyan trees poured themselveslike rivulets into the Batang River—one from the eastern bank, one from the west—competing for the endless torrents gods grant Sumatra.The village elders who met at the full moonbeneath each tree loved their own banyan so muchthey needed to destroy its rivalContinue reading “Roots by James Penha”

The Senses of Progress by David Dephy

The Senses of Progress by David Dephy I am walking on the Brooklyn Bridge now. I am listening to the trembling of the rivers. They say: “Remember us, the circumstances of the present and the past shape, the possibilities of progress.” I am walking on the Manhattan Bridge now. I am listening to the raysContinue reading “The Senses of Progress by David Dephy”

A Covered Bridge in Littleton, New Hampshire by Stephanie Burt

A Covered Bridge in Littleton, New Hampshireby Stephanie Burt I can remember when I wanted Xmore than anything ever—for X fill infrom your own childhood [balloon, pencil lead, trading card, shoelaces, a bowor not to have to wear a bow] and now I am moved to action, when I am moved,principally by a memory ofContinue reading “A Covered Bridge in Littleton, New Hampshire by Stephanie Burt”

Mulberry by Terrence Sykes

Mulberrymorus nigra — sanctus dominusby Terrence Sykes The mulberry strugglesthrough bricks in thecorner of the piazzaSanta Maria del Carminepast the Ponte Vecchiojust across the Arno cusp of dayleft then leftprophecy ofdouble damnationstepping into darknesscandles & incense Masaccio frescoExpulsionbirth of the Renaissancestillness in the churchladen with historyhas my past followed me Adam & Evepastel chiaroscuronakednesssworded angelContinue reading “Mulberry by Terrence Sykes”