The Story We Tell
—Photo by Richard Hansen, SacramentoTHE STORY OF MANKIND FROM EARLIEST TIMES TO THE PRESENT DAY—William BronkWe are so set on making stories, asleepeven, only the mind moving, lying intentto stroke...
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Nesting Dove—Photo by Katy BrownGREY MADONNA—Katy Brown, DavisShe holds me hostagewith her wild vulnerability—her shyness—a barrierto my human routines.She’s out there now,the rose-grey dovesitting on...
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COMING UPON HUMPTY DUMPTYDo you mind if I sit here on this wall awhile with you? I’m feeling a bit fragile and a bit blue. And I have this touch of vertigo I hope will pass. Sometimes I feel like I’m...
View ArticleMay Day! May Day!
Iris—Photo by D.R. Wagner, Elk GroveAMONG WILD ROSES—B.Z. Niditch, Brookline, MASunshine glowsamong wild rosesand thymedrinking inshimmering stems,a colossal sunlightvanishes atthe unwatched dawnhere...
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This is what it sounds like when doves cry...—Photo by Robert Lee Haycock, AntiochELEGY FOR ELIOT—Phillip Larrea, SacramentoWho will embrace this orphan, Eliot?He wanders certain half-deserted...
View ArticleSecrets the Birds Keep
Bull Thistle—Photo by Taylor GrahamKING OF THE HILLS—Taylor Graham, PlacervilleThistle—bull-headed butroyal-purple crowned nowas we bow to the first hard heat.Brown grasses needing to be cut;dust,...
View ArticleOpeing the Veins of Dreamers
The Rain Breaking Up A STREET FILLED WITH MEMORIESA street filled with memories.They litter themselves through people,Some half-remembered, some as persistentAs a lucid dream.She saw him fall from the...
View ArticleShadows
—Photo by Robert Lee Haycock, AntiochSATURDAY AT THE CANAL—Gary SotoI was hoping to be happy by seventeen.School was a sharp check mark in the roll book,An obnoxious tuba playing at noon because our...
View ArticleOn the Edge of the World
Cape Hatteras Lighthouse—Photo by Cynthia Linville, Sacramento JESSIE AT GOLDEN GATE PARK (After a photo)—Jeanine Stevens, Sacramento Breeze moves hair...
View ArticleCities of Lost Love
CITY SPARROW(after “House Sparrow” by Lance L. Rockwell)Sparrow in its niche in the city, on its window ledgewith the creeping Ivy—Sparrow turned backward to the window that mirrors him:Sparrow amid...
View ArticleBitter Cucumbers and Bad Husbands
Vivid Lily Pond—Photo Enhancement by Katy Brown, DavisWHEN I THINK ABOUT WHY—Anonymous, 16th CenturyWhen I think about whyYou sent that fan to me,I wonder if you meantFor me to blow out the fire in my...
View ArticleOur Worlds Are One Space
—Photo by Robert Lee Haycock, AntiochBOSTON MARATHON—B.Z. Niditch, Brookline, MANot deadbut re-inspiredto runnot as a runawaynor to run awaybut to reachthe finish linewith waters of joyin leafy...
View ArticleTricksters
—Photo by Robert Lee Haycock, Antiochthe shadow—charles mariano, sacramentosaw some shadow pics‘while agoshadows on a wall,and on railroad tracks,danged if it wasn’t memost of my lifeholding back,...
View ArticleBags Full of Moons
SEEKING A KEYI have come down beside the seaTo find my truth, my perfect key.There is no one can see me hereThis is no magic place to be.I must come alone without fear,Stand on the rocks, the sea so...
View ArticleI am Countless Boxes
PICTURE PERFECT—Charles Mariano, Sacramento old picturesboxesof yellowed, faded paperhours and hourssearchingfalling deeperMerced, Californiawhere everything’s stillblack and whitethe sound of an old...
View ArticleUrban Tumbleweeds and the Seven Tribes
Juggler, Whole Earth Festival, UC Davis—Photo by Michelle KunertURBAN TUMBLEWEEDS—Michelle Kunert, SacramentoTravel along with the "urban tumbling tumbleweed" Handed out as convenience bags often...
View ArticleThoughts Like Webs
SLEEPLESSdo the dark nowdo the darkthe way you do itsqueeze in the musicfrom the next apartmentslip the light under the doorfade the carpeted footstepsthat go by in the hallwayfree the creakings in the...
View ArticleTo Passion On The Page
—Photo by Katy Brown, DavisLOVING YOU ON THE CHEAP—William S. Gainer, Grass ValleyNila— I stopped by the Burnal Equinox(the Burning Man thing)to say hi, but they wanted 25dollars— five extra because I...
View ArticleMachines, Infernal and Otherwise
—Photo by Taylor GrahamA LATE SPRING WALK—Taylor Graham, PlacervilleThrough the trees I heard—what? machetes hacking a way through jungle or a mercenary army with sabers and bayonets? and beneath the...
View ArticleCar Of My Sleepless Nights
—Photo by Richard Hansen, SacramentoTHE MAIL—Raymond CarverOn my desk, a picture postcard from my sonin southern France. The Midi,he calls it. Blue skies. Beautiful housesloaded with begonias....
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