Kayaking Poem by Donna Zephrine From Bridgeport, Connecticut To Port Jefferson, New York Paddling a kayak for 20 miles Two people working their way across Long Island Sound. Exercising legs and hip muscles Building endurance through calm and choppy waters Staying on the waterway route Marked by buoys along the way The smell of saltContinue reading “Kayaking Poem by Donna Zephrine”
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Taos Pueblo by Feroza Jussawalla
Taos Pueblo by Feroza Jussawalla Jim Silversmith stands tall over me In Taos Pueblo as I admire filigree as delicate as the ancient work in my Indian hometown, carved into a storyteller cuff bracelet. Braids frame the burnt adobe wrinkles, braids tied in leather and not with Jasmines. A proud Rajput he, a true MogulContinue reading “Taos Pueblo by Feroza Jussawalla”
Belief by Laura Foley
Belief by Laura Foley Walking the endless Meseta, we turn to see yellow broom flowers, orange poppies going by— the only way to know these pilgrims’ progress. Each night, an ancient town new to us, steps closer to our journey’s end— we feel no mystic pull toward Santiago, but we believe in the awe ofContinue reading “Belief by Laura Foley”
Camelback Road, Scottsdale, Arizona by Rafaella Del Bourgo
Camelback Road, Scottsdale, Arizona by Rafaella Del Bourgo Sunday, seven a.m., before the unbearable heat. This six-lane highway almost empty, the double line down the center white as bone. I am running toward the small lake near my mother’s condo, pumping my body clean with air and speed and coursing blood. To the west, CamelbackContinue reading “Camelback Road, Scottsdale, Arizona by Rafaella Del Bourgo”
Paris Stories: Two by Diana Rosen
Paris Stories: Twoby Diana Rosen On our way to somewhere else, noon timeGregorian chants draw us into Notre Dameanother mystical moment possible only whenyou leave the guidebook in your hotel room.We light candles, “just in case,” then visitMémorial des Martyrs de la Déportationthe cryptically named homage to 200,000martyrs deported from Vichy Franceto the Camps ofContinue reading “Paris Stories: Two by Diana Rosen”
Stone of North Circle, Near the Cove, Avebury by William Doreski
Stone of North Circle, Near the Cove, Avebury by William Doreski Am I more impressed by the stone, a notched and corrugated haystack, or by the neighboring oak embraced by two dozen ivy vines thicker than my thigh? The oak itself boasts a four-foot diameter trunk and looks sturdy enough to brace an Anglo-Saxon Parthenon.Continue reading “Stone of North Circle, Near the Cove, Avebury by William Doreski”
Barcelona, June 26th, 2007 by Julia Klatt Singer
Barcelona, June 26th, 2007 by Julia Klatt Singer Somewhere between late-night and early morning it is the sound of breaking glass that fills the air— not the call of the cooking-oil man with six orange barrels strapped loosely to his dolly with bungee cords. He taps and rolls them through the cobblestone streets, metal onContinue reading “Barcelona, June 26th, 2007 by Julia Klatt Singer”
Somewhere Near the Medicine Wheel by Ken Hartke
Somewhere Near the Medicine Wheel by Ken Hartke It was somewhere near the Medicine Wheel that we knew our lives had changed. A commitment had formed, a bond unspoken, that remained that way for months to come. Unsaid but forged strong for a lifetime. Silent. We were afraid to spoil it in those days ofContinue reading “Somewhere Near the Medicine Wheel by Ken Hartke”
From “Love Poem for Robin” by Michael Mirarchi
From “Love Poem for Robin” by Michael Mirarchi I. 36.09678, -112.11041 It’s sunset on the South Rim of the Grand Canyon, which, with patient effort, was carved 6,000 feet deep by the Colorado River some five million years ago. We stare into the abyss, me through binoculars, you through your camera. Gently, I touch yourContinue reading “From “Love Poem for Robin” by Michael Mirarchi”
We Have Traveled Here by Andrena Zawinski
We Have Traveled Here Le Tréport de la Mer, Normandie by Andrena Zawinski All along the line these villages blossom with poppies, sheep and ponies graze backyards, the cows are down for rain. And a couple poses tied up in lacy bows among the jonquil and nasturtium for photographers on their wedding day as weContinue reading “We Have Traveled Here by Andrena Zawinski”
POETRY and PLACES 