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The Fires of October
Nasturtium and Borage—Photos by Stacey Jaclyn Morgan, Fair Oaks, CATURNING THE KEY—Sue Crisp, Shingle Springs, CAI have stood before this old-time, weathered doordozens of times, and always retreated...
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Rain
—Poems and Artwork by Joyce Odam, Sacramento, CATHE EARLY MORNING RAINEarly morning—hearing the rain—the long-awaited rain that even wants in—that patters against the houseand flickers through the...
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Off-Ramps Not Taken
—Photos by Cynthia Linville, Sacramento, CATHREE GANDHI POEMS—Tom Goff, Carmichael, CA ATTACKING THE STATUE (Davis, California)Attack the statue lately erected to...
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Morning Glory Light on a Sandcastle
—Poems by B.Z. Niditch, Brookline, MA—Anonymous Photos of Sandcastles from Around the WorldOCTOBER, THE FIRSTIt is early Octoberon the Capea poet is playing sax riffson the tall dunesuntil late...
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Not Quite Orwellian...
Old Tractor—Photos by Taylor Graham, Placerville, CA TRUMP TOWER—Ann Wehrman, Sacramento, CAthe year was 1983not quite Orwellian, not theterror of Winston Smithreduced broken bone by broken bone to a...
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The Cocoons of Dreamers
—Poems and Photos by D.R. Wagner, Locke, CANOVEMBERThe late afternoon sun,Coming in low across the birchTrees and the liquidambarsMaking their yellows and redsAn adagio of sorts, as if it burnedWhat...
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Autumnal Sun
—Anonymous PhotoI AM THE AUTUMNAL SUN—Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862)Sometimes a mortal feels in himself Nature —not his Father but his Mother stirs within him, and he becomes immortal with...
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Suddenly, at Midnight...
Arched Bridge, Donner, CA—Photo by Katy Brown, Davis, CADARK-EYED JUNCO—Jane Blue, Sacramento, CA 1My life is increasingly geometry: the rectangles of windows and doors, the hypotenuses of shadows on...
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Dancers Beyond Midnight
—Poems and Artwork by Joyce Odam, Sacramento, CAALL-NIGHT CAFÉS(Rondeau Redouble)There’s a late café in a sleepless townwhere customers linger, as I used to do,over coffee, to let time drownthe sorrows...
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October Dreams
—Photo by Sue CrispCYCLES—Sue Crisp, Shingle Springs, CAGreen leaves turning into colorsof flame and gold.An October delight, long waitedto behold.One by one autumn’s trees arestripped of their...
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Onward to Oz!
—Poems by B.Z. Niditch, Brookline, MA—Illustrations from The Wonderful Wizard of Oz by W.W. Denslow[Click once on each photo to enlarge it.] ONE-ACTDespite your smileof a starlet inthis dressing-hall...
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Wheelchair With a View
—Poems by Donal Mahoney, St. Louis, MO—Photos by Cynthia Linville, Sacramento, CAA PAINTING BY MONETThis Monarch butterfly dances from petal to petal red, yellow and orangesits for a while on each and...
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Rain Spirits
Abandoned Farm Machinery—Poems and Photos by D.R. Wagner, Locke, CAA LATE JOURNEYWe passed the house of the avenging angelWith its parapets and ribboned trumpeters,Purple and red-violet the colorOf...
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Ghosts
Sly Coyote—Anonymous PhotoGHOSTS—William H. Simpson Ghosts of the early earth! The sly coyote knows you, And the timid deer. I asked the eagle, circling skyward, And saw your twin shadows. The fox...
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Shooting at Silhouettes on Sacramento Poetry Day
Unwanted View—Photo by Katy Brown, Davis, CAMEMORY HELD HOSTAGE—Caschwa, Sacramento, CA(There is something I Really need to forgetBut my memory refusesTo open that door)Almost 50 years agoI awoke from...
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What Did We Leave Behind?
—Poems and Photos by Joyce Odam, Sacramento, CAEXAMINING THE RUINS Lately we find ourselves amid the ruins;evidence carries little to admire:some skeletons, some echoes, and a wide,accusing...
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Call It Magic
—Poems by JD DeHart, Chattanooga, TN(Anonymous Photos)TWELVEWe could call it a magicage, but that's all trite,the age where gesticulatingbecomes more meaningful,plastic figures are put away,where...
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An Age of Dry Bones
—Poems by B.Z. Niditch, Brookline, MA—Photos by Denise FlanaganROY LICHTENSTEIN'S ARTMy free ticket to the loftfor a partyis waiting for mein the atticof my old studioin upper Manhattanexcited by my...
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Those Ghosts In Between
Green Me—Poems and Visuals by Smith (Steven B. Smith),Cleveland, OHFRENCH KISSRemember the French Kiss?I don’t think the Frenchinvented it, do you?I think it was thatlittle snakein the Garden of...
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Horns Full of Starlight
D.R.'s Halloween Mask—Poems and Photos by D.R. Wagner, Locke, CATHE BARNCan’t look at the barn any longer.Loves me. Loves me not. Loves me.I’ve been having dreams I had to borrowFrom others. Must...
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