Under the Bright and Leaping Stars
Mask—Poems by B.Z. Niditch, Brookline, MA—Photos by Denise Flanagan, Newton, MAREFLECTIONSAwaking by a juniper treewriting early verseslike the exiled prophetsand poets Jeremiah, Blake,Byron and...
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—Photo by Ann PrivateerICE CLIFFS—Ann Privateer, Davis, CA jagged blue shadows against a darkening sea sharp shadow shards define a porcelain skyopenings part, show the way fog percolates. A lid stands...
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—Poems and Photos by D.R. Wagner, Locke, CATEARS AND THEIR CHILDREN The room had no ceiling. Someone had recently taken The stars out for their evening walk And they remained excited by the Moon....
View ArticlePassion Is Genius
John Berryman, 1914-1972BERRYMAN—W.S. MerwinI will tell you what he told mein the years just after the waras we then calledthe second world wardon't lose your arrogance yet he saidyou can do that when...
View ArticleWhat We Dream
A little something for a gray day...—Anonymous Artwork NASCAR BARBARIANS—Tom Goff, Carmichael, CABad enough, being shaved,almost, of back bumperby some doofus who’s making hisJeff Gordon avatar...
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—Poems and Artwork by Joyce Odam, SacramentoTHE PERIMETER Two girls in thin white dresses stand on a high slope, facing the gray and distant winter sea, which, for the...
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Medusa Statue, Warehouse Cafe, Port Costa, CA—Poems by William S. Gainer, Grass Valley, CA—Photos by Michelle Kunert, SacramentoTHE GREY HAT Picked up the new winter hat today. I think it’s black....
View ArticleCoat of Many Colors
Last Rose—Poems by B.Z. Niditch, Brookline, MA—Photos by Katy Brown, Davis, CATHERE IS STILL ONE ROSEThere is still one rose todayby the icicles to make me alivemany shall pass its red petalsyet only a...
View ArticleI Should Have Said Yes
—Arrangement and Photo by Carol Bates—Poems by Donal Mahoney, St. Louis, MOLITTLE GOURDS IN AUTUMNHe was upstairs doing somethingon the computer when she got homein the rain so she sent him an...
View ArticleGhosts Before Breakfast
—Poems and Photos by D.R. Wagner, Locke, CAA BROKEN TREE for Joseph BeuysIt isRight here.All of it.I swore it looked like a room.That which endures beyondOur vanishing, except there...
View ArticleBe the Noise
—Anonymous PhotoA COMMUNITY OF THE SPIRIT—Rumi There is a community of the spirit.Join it, and feel the delightof walking in the noisy streetand being the noise.Drink all your passion,and be a...
View ArticleCity of Lights
REMEMBERING PARIS—Taylor Graham, Placerville, CAI remember, in parts. The city, a flowof faces like its river in love, each dropletvanishing down the flow as its currentendures. I remember walkingas on...
View ArticleLooking for the Castle
—Poems and Photos by Joyce Odam, SacramentoGOALSI have been looking for the castle;it was on this polished landscape;it shone on the sky for dayswhile I traveled toward it . . .then I came to this...
View ArticleMorning-Moments of Joy
Bodega Bay—Photo by Cynthia Linville, Sacramento, CARUG BURN—Loch Henson, Diamond Springs, CAI can still see the scars on my kneesfrom when I groveled foracceptance.I self-defined my worth aslittle...
View ArticleWalking On
St. George—Poems by B.Z. Niditch, Brookline, MA—Photos by Katy Brown, Davis, CANOVEMBER IN PARIS, 2015No lightin the Eiffel Towerno music in a concert hallno art at the Louvreno menus for even a...
View ArticleNever Forget How to be Young
Truckee Meadows—Poems and Photos by Jeanine Stevens, SacramentoA NARROW MARGIN OF COLOR White star scented air, dry and crisp at 6,000 feet. The moon with a large ring—translucent, ocular fuzz.We step...
View ArticleClutching Toward Forever
Palace of the Legion of Honor, San Francisco—Poems and Photos by D.R. Wagner, Locke, CAA ROOM There was a room in which we took shelter. It had a door much like a forest Would have a door, had a...
View ArticleWrap Me in Your Folds...
—Anonymous Photo IN THE CITY OF NIGHT—John Gould Fletcher (1886-1950) (To the Memory of Edgar Allan Poe)City of night,Wrap me in your folds of shadow.City of twilight,City that projects into...
View ArticleNovember Roses
November Rose—Photo by Jane Blue, Sacramento NOVEMBER ROSE—Jane Blue, SacramentoA tall cane scratching at the window in a galebows down as if calling help me.The rose with its green arms stretched...
View ArticleBrooding Into a Mirage
Birds on Wires at Treetops —Poems and Photos by Joyce Odam, Sacramento CONNECTIVITYYou are brooding into a mirage of broken images—the oblivious city through a café window— ~~an idle glance in...
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