Hemlock, Anyone?
—Photo by Ann Privateer, Davis, CAWORKING ON THE OLD SHACK ON THE PIER—Michael H. Brownstein, Chicago, ILWe are fine with water,sun sweat,solar scars,the angst of brick against knee,wood splinters into...
View ArticleThe Golden Eyes of the Summer Lion
Dirge—Poems and Photos by Joyce Odam, Sacramento, CAAUGUST BLUESdead house bluesin the dead of summera wail in the distance smell of firefaçade of love in the linger of a face no place to sing or...
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Ginko (Haiku Walk, San Andreas Canyon in India Canyons of Paom Springs)—Photo by Deborah P Kolodji, Pasadena, CA —Poems by Deborah P Kolodji white marble I am small at the feet of Lincoln (first pub....
View ArticleSo Much to Learn
—Poems and Photos by Taylor Graham, Placerville, CACALIFORNIA’S GOLDAfter “Find California’s Gold”, a quilt by Linda Georgeall summer long we watched sun burn the fields golden—fringe of live-oak...
View ArticleThe Gardens Inside You
Falcon—Anonymous Photos—Poems by Claire J. Baker, Pinole, CAHOPE IS A FALCONHope is a falconI trained for years to glidefrom my gloved fist,land on a far gate,fly back for raw treats.One day, grateful...
View ArticleThe Taste of Darkness
Coffee at 5 A.M.—Poems and Photos by James Lee Jobe, Davis, CAThis is the taste of darkness,The taste of metal in the air,The taste of electricity.You close your eyesTo the sunlight of noon.The taste...
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—Anonymous PhotoWILD GEESE —Mary Oliver You do not have to be good.You do not have to walk on your kneesfor a hundred miles through the desert repenting.You only have to let the soft animal of your...
View ArticleThe Dog Ate My Haiku
—Photos by Caschwa, Sacramento, CADANGEROUS TWEET, REGRETTABLE EXIT—Rhony Bhopla, Sacramento, CATo denuclearize, or not to denuclearizethat, is the question Kim Jong-un.Trump: There is no...
View ArticleNight Bird
In One's Mind—Poems and Original Art by Joyce Odam, Sacramento, CAUNHAPPINESSThese are the wet wings at the doorthis hanging birdfallen about the houseits pulses beating to get inits heart...
View ArticleVampires & Other Carnivores
—Poems by Ryan Quinn FlanaganLake Eliot, Ontario, Canada—Anonymous Photos INTERVIEW WITH A VAMPIREShe wanted to watch Interview with the Vampire because it was her fortieth birthday and she didn’t want...
View ArticleSummer of Fire
—Poems and Photos by Taylor Graham, Placerville, CASUMMER OF FIREParched forest—flames crowning and chokeof ash. Windnot sighingbut parsing its moves to thesyntax of landscape—smoke entwineswith air on...
View ArticleMoonrise and the Discus
White Diamond Discus—Poems by Tom Goff, Carmichael, CA—Anonymous Photos AQUARIUM PIECEMuse, tell of the time I satand watched the White Discus fish in the Chinese restaurantaquarium gallivantwithin...
View ArticleScooping Up Hope
Davis Farmers Market—Poems and Photos by James Lee Jobe, Davis, CAYou rise up from a seed. First you push through the soil of your lineage, Fertilized with love and faith and hope. And then the sapling...
View ArticleStuff Your Pension!
Cane Toad—Anonymous PhotoTOADS —Phillip Larkin (1922-1985)Why should I let the toad work Squat on my life?Can't I use my wit as a pitchfork And drive the brute off?Six days of the week it soils With...
View ArticleDreams Captured in Steel
Summer Hills—Photos by Katy Brown, Davis, CADRY SPELL—Caschwa, Sacramento, CA Water recededwhales were beachedtempers flaredcontracts were breechedthe morning paperstiffened with starchwas tossed onto...
View ArticleHope for a Happy Ending
A Memory—Poems and Photos by Joyce Odam, Sacramento, CATHE OLD DRUNK LOVERS WALK TO THE STOREEach day the old drunk lovers walk to the little store, crossing the dry field together, stopping and...
View ArticleDeeply, Madly, Eternally
—Anonymous PhotosDEEPLY, MADLY, ETERNALLYhandcuffs, a soft fabric tielight on or off, eyes open or closedmasked like a monster, sure to excitepink, white, red, black lace limbs and faces like roses...
View ArticleHard Labor
—Poems and Photos by Taylor Graham, Placerville, CAHARD LABORHe drove off—dredge and sluice box, shovel, bucket, and pan—as the first snow-flakes furred his windshield. He kept on driving up-mountain...
View ArticleThou Carvest
—Anonymous Photos—Poems by Tom Goff, Carmichael, CAIN THE ETHERFor born losers or forlorn boozers, eithergenetic traits or lifelearned quirks can shutself in a cocoon of effervescent ether.So clouded I...
View ArticleTalking Your Way Out of Death
Lower Bidwell Park, Chico, CA —Poems and Photos by James Lee Jobe, Davis, CAThe moon is nearly full, and I have set speakers in the window So that now the music from a sitar and a tabla kiss the night...
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