The Ghost of Mazama by Marianne Brems

The Ghost of Mazama xxxxxxxxxxxCrater Lake, Crater Lake, Oregon by Marianne Brems The Rim Road around Crater Lake with a dusting of snow beside it is nearly all mine. In temporal sunlight I ride on two slim tires around a lake without tributaries, deeper than a skyscraper. My core swells in warmth pushing heat outContinue reading “The Ghost of Mazama by Marianne Brems”

Meditation: Galápagos Seas by Lorraine Caputo

Meditation: Galápagos Seas by Lorraine Caputo Surrounded by xxxxxxxshattered coral xxxxxxx& sea-burnished lava I sit in the warm xxxxxxxlate-afternoon sun xxxxxxxlistening to the tide rising, waves xxxxxxxleaping over fractured xxxxxxxboulders, waves rising translucent green-blue xxxxxxxto break, frothing, arriving xxxxxxxto shore, before relaxing Red crabs cling xxxxxxxto those black crags, xxxxxxxthe surge breaking & xxxxxxxfoaming overContinue reading “Meditation: Galápagos Seas by Lorraine Caputo”

Slieve League by Christine Gelineau

Slieve LeagueCounty Donegal, Irelandby Christine Gelineau Cliffs draw us, as margins must: that limitless curiosity limits excite.It’s exactly the 600 meters of granite verticality that insinuates closer, let me show you. Our thirst for clarity runs that deep.The glittering little lake at Bunglass Point observes unblinking as tourists and family groups head off along theContinue reading “Slieve League by Christine Gelineau”

The Cemetery at Tuscarora, Nevada by Robert N. Coats

The Cemetery at Tuscarora, Nevadaby Robert N. Coats A weathered plank with wooden cross affixed:Sacred to the memoryof our daughter M.B. McNamaraAge 7 daysDied Dec. 27, 1893. Outside the barbed wire, grazing Herefordshuff and munch, gazingat tall brome growing between the graves. Enclosed by an ornate iron fence,a monument of white marble:L.J., wife of P.Continue reading “The Cemetery at Tuscarora, Nevada by Robert N. Coats”

Corona Hopelings, Morro Bay, CA by Jeanie Greenfelder

Corona Hopelings, Morro Bay, CA by Jeanie Greenfelder Birds reclaim their beach, lounge in the sun or set up umbrellas for shade. Some picnic, others watch waves. In truth, on this cloudy morning, one gull almost hits me with a clam as he flies and drops it over and over until it cracks. Then heContinue reading “Corona Hopelings, Morro Bay, CA by Jeanie Greenfelder”

Pawleys Island by David Bachner

Pawleys Islandby David Bachner Traveling north, up from Saint Augustine and Savannah,I stop for the night at Pawleys Island, the South Carolinaresort community where my in-laws used to rent a beachhouse for a week every summer. I look out over the sea,remembering a day nearly forty years ago. The beach and the weather are perfectContinue reading “Pawleys Island by David Bachner”

Wambaw Creek by Krikor Der Hohannesian

Wambaw Creek                    Santee River Delta, South Carolinaby Krikor Der Hohannesian draped over the knobby kneeof a majestic cypress,a cotton-mouth dozeswrapped in a blanketof cozy April sunshine astride the far bank a young doehesitates, eyes us warily, spindlylegs on tremulous alert, nostrils flared,before bounding off apacethrough theContinue reading “Wambaw Creek by Krikor Der Hohannesian”

Walking Up Scafell Pike with My Father by Christian Ward

Walking Up Scafell Pike with My Father by Christian Ward After walking a few yards you breathe like someone who has slipped across the border. I am ahead, you are far behind. There are no rest stops on this rocky path to the summit, no hedgerows to distract our lack of common interests or silencesContinue reading “Walking Up Scafell Pike with My Father by Christian Ward”

Thus Flows the River of Life by Rajnish Mishra

Thus Flows the River of Life by Rajnish Mishra Warm, yellow, earlysun rays on steps of stone,Cold, turquoise, early, stillGanga water;early, sleepy echoes all around;I, alone, not lonely,daily drifting, sit by the river. Vermilion, late, reflected, warm, green:Stone steps, water, temples, river, air,later, resting echoes all around;I, between stone and waterthat looks foul yet fair. ConchContinue reading “Thus Flows the River of Life by Rajnish Mishra”

Cat Scarf—Arasta Bazaar by Joan Leotta

Cat Scarf—Arasta Bazaar by Joan Leotta Under the awning, in the Arasta Bazaar we pawed through the display in front of the silk shop— dozens of soft, splendid scarves shimmied in the breeze calling to our eyes and fingers. I spied among them, a silken swath replete with feline images. My daughter draped it overContinue reading “Cat Scarf—Arasta Bazaar by Joan Leotta”