Dancing Without Music
—Poems by Ryan Quinn Flanagan, Lake Eliot, Ontario, Canada—Anonymous Golf-Course Streaker Photos BACK NINEThey have parked their carts by the tee.Driving on a par four down the back nine.Three...
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—Poems and Photos by Taylor Graham, Placerville, CAGHOST OF SUMMER DAWN a cyhydedd naw banFirst-light will come a little bit late.The owl has called through the last of dark,the bats return to...
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Under the Sea—Poems and Paintings by Douglas Polk, Kearney, NebraskaGRACEthe urge to create,a spark within,akin to a first breath,a moment,anything possible,everything new,so precious,and so very...
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—Poems and Photos by James Lee Jobe, Davis, CAIt is somewhere between midnight and dawn. I am watching the tall pines do a subtle dance in a strong breeze. Their roots sink into the world and their...
View ArticleHiding in Plain Sight
—Anonymous PhotoCAMOUFLAGE—Henry Carlile, 1986So many piles of leaves are walking about these daysdisguised as humans it must give pause.Originally we meant only to fool ducks, dupe deerinto posing...
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—Anonymous Photos THE ART OF OMELETTES—Joseph Nolan, Stockton, CA The juice of Sweet green onionsSizzling Under oozing mushrooms,The smoke of tasty ham,And the bottom Must be butterTo lubricate the...
View ArticleThat Careless Moon
Grace—Poems and Photos by Joyce Odam, Sacramento, CAHIGH VIEWdown by the river, below all the trees,a little white house is leaning and preening,to its reflection—an innocent tease,and the ripples...
View ArticleSummer Montage
—Poems by Claire J. Baker, Pinole, CA—Anonymous Images of the Night PondAN EARLY START(van camping)A silhouetted hilltop oaksnags a cotton ball moon;the farm road veers;we roll down the windows,greet...
View ArticleWhat's Left Among the Stones
—Poems and Photos by Taylor Graham, Placerville, CASNIFF-SNUFF-SNUFFLEWe’re making the rounds this morning,September riffing a cool breeze to autumn. Loki comes along, riding shotgun. Last stop, thrift...
View ArticleWhat's in the Cards?
—AnonymousTO LUCK—W.S. Merwin (1927-2019) In the cards and at the bend in the road we never saw you in the womb and in the crossfire in the numbers whatever you had your hand in which was everything...
View ArticleThe Silent Morning
Your Poet, with Coffee—Poems and Photos by James Lee Jobe, Davis, CAThe internal clock of the land ticks until the hands click onto ‘summer.’ And so it is that an alarm goes off and summer awakes with...
View ArticlePoetry and Luck
—Anonymous Photothe difference between a bad poet and a good one is luck —Charles Bukowski (1920-1994) I suppose so.I was living in an attic in PhiladelphiaIt became very hot in the summer and so I...
View ArticleQuilted Skies, For The Sake Of Beauty
Marina Cloud—Sky Photos by Carol Louise Moon, Placerville, CABACK ROADS—Kathy Kieth, Diamond Springs, CAToday the straight road can’t take usanywhere we want to be, so we stay offthe freeway, follow...
View ArticleEndless Road Maps
Sunday Drive—Poems and Original Art by Joyce Odam, Sacramento, CABYWAYwhat is the route of nowhere—somewhere a map has given it a placeI follow such maps and find myselfon a new island occupied by me...
View ArticleA Snoozing of Snakes
—Medusa, taking a day off. The festivities shall resume tomorrow.And a note that NorCal poets will be saddened to hear that Sacramento's first co-Poet Laureate, Dennis Schmitz, passed away last Friday....
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—Poems and Photos by Taylor Graham, Placerville, CARUCKSACK on the barn-quilt trailSummer past solstice, a brisk wind up-canyon. Orchards ripening to apple-colors, spray of lavender by an oak-barrel...
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Sunrise—Poems and Visuals by Smith, Cleveland, OH MOTHLESS MORNING COFFEE WATER1st cup coffee morning 1:1 medium beige mothdeath by flame1st cup morning 2:1 thin black moth drowns in water1 more flies...
View ArticleBeautiful As A Dream
—Poems by James Lee Jobe, Davis, CA—Posters Courtesy of James Lee JobeEach day, take some time to spend in silence. Welcome the emptiness of no thought. Just breathe and be. Let the silence sweep you...
View ArticleThe Iowa In Him
An Avenue of Elms—Painting by English Painter John Nash (1893-1977) ELMS—Dennis Schmitz I’m not sleeping really in my formerhome but sleeping in my self untilthe Iowa in me—or one street, my...
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Debris in the Wind—Paintings by Douglas Polk, Kearney, NE Opera star Placido Domingo is facing charges of "sexual harassment” There are claims he gave women “undesired” kisses and groping But...
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