Poetry Arrived
Image of Mystery—Photo by Caschwa, Sacramento, CAPOETRY—Pablo Neruda (1904-1973) And it was at that age ... Poetry arrivedin search of me. I don't know, I don't know whereit came from, from winter or...
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—Photo by Caschwa, Sacramento, CASTREET FOOTBALL—Craig Steiger, Nevada CityWe’d squeeze between parked cars when trucks would pass, and when the coast was clear, resume our street football game.The...
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Am I Next?—Poems and Photos by Joyce Odam, Sacramento, CA A STORYI was driving along down an ordinary street on my way to somewhere which doesn’t matter now. I was driving along and I stopped at the...
View ArticleYou Are Sun
—Poems by Tom Goff, Carmichael, CA—Photos of the Busy, Post-Winter American River by Caschwa, Sacramento, CAFOR A FRIEND, ON HER UNAVOIDABLE ABSENCE FROM A POETRY READINGThe clouds again, this rainiest...
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Wild Cherry —Poems and Photos by Taylor Graham, Placerville, CAVERY EARLY ON EARTH DAY for CowboyMy dog calls me out of sleep.Overnight the wind has rearrangedeverything. The sun’s first...
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—Poems by Ryan Quinn Flanagan, Eliot, Ontario, Canada—Anonymous Photos MIDWIFE CRISISIt was a small townin the middle of nowhere.A slowly dying mining townwith a lack of services.And a shortage of...
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—Poems and Photos by James Lee Jobe, Davis, CAPearl River. Night.Suddenly shining a flashlight Across the dark water at night, I can see the eyes of several alligators Before they slip under, Slipping...
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"A fox's nose touches twig, leaf..."—Anonymous Photo THE THOUGHT-FOX—Ted Hughes (1930-1998)The Thought-FoxI imagine this midnight moment's forest: Something else is alive Beside the clock's loneliness...
View ArticleAbandoning Oneself
—Photos by Caschwa, Sacramento, CADAYS OF CALLOW AND IMMORAL IDLENESS—Tom Goff, Carmichael, CAI abandoned myself to callow and immoral idleness and simply lazed and dreamed all day long....
View ArticleThe Religion of Figs
Do Not Touch—Poems and Photos by Joyce Odam, Sacramento, CA THE FIGI have brought this fruit for your mouththat you may know the religion of figsso dusty and warmstill pulsingin the cup of my handthat...
View ArticleA Great Wind Came Rushing
—Poems by Allison Grayhurst, Toronto, Ontario, Canada—Photos by Katy Brown, Davis, CA, USASWAN’S NECKThe afternoon is here. You are lost,limited, sick with inadequaciesand innumerable attemptsto forget...
View ArticleJust Short of Eden...
Apples—Poems and Photos by Taylor Graham, Placerville, CASONG OF APPLES for the wild apple forest of Kazakhstan and the tended orchards of Apple Hill Just short of Eden the apple went...
View ArticleEmpress of the Wild Sky
Do Not Bend—Poems and Photos by Katy Brown, Davis, CAA SUPERVISOR CONTEMPLATES REALITYThis time, this barely perceptibleline—this line that diminishesas it crosses the pageand its inverse—the part...
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—Poems and Photos by James Lee Jobe, Davis, CAThe land doesn’t have a name, and neither does the ocean; it's people who do that. Narcissism and humanity walk this earth together, often sharing the same...
View ArticlePoetry and Bitter Wine
—Anonymous Photo VISIT OF THE POETS—Joyce Odam, Sacramento, CAThen come to usand we will give youmysterious breadsand honey,and we will give youfruit to peeland dates froman apothecary jar.And...
View ArticleWhat Pockets Can't Hold
Red Rose—Photos by Michelle Kunert, Sacramento, CA 5/2/2018—Kim Clyde, Sacramento, CABeingA woman of a certain ageAnd temperamentI have taken downThe mirrors, yetI see the passage of timeIn these old...
View ArticleKeepers of Secrets
Scene Stealer—Poems and Photos by Joyce Odam, Sacramento, CAFROM PURSE TO PURSEShe takes this old purse to empty it? Oh, what it holds: years of wrinkle and crumple—notes and reminders all clipped...
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—Poems by Michael Lee Johnson, Itasca, IL—Photos by Caschwa, Sacramento, CARESTLESS HAWKThe angels of wings are always in flightbe the devil or archangel Michael.I'm a hawk, I'm a night owl...
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Fairy Lanterns—Poems and Photos by Taylor Graham, Placerville, CAWILDWOOD SECRETSWalking my dogs, late afternoon, this last full day of April, a full moon waiting to rise behind Stone Mountain, all...
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—Anonymous Photos of Ancient Cave Paintings—Poems by Claire J. Baker, Pinole, CAFLASHBACK TO EARLY MANKIND(after Museum of Natural History visit)Balancing on feet, they walked,from throated growls grew...
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