Chapbook Contest 2020… Surrogate Cloud 5 Jun 202026 May 2020 She was a droplet of a little rain wind storming, cloud already fleeting dropping lonely, gathering things: (partnering, parting) Freezing. Hailed me down, coolly nearing melting, kiss from moist lips…
Nature… Deluge in Mumbai 27 Jul 2019 It was raining since previous night, pouring water from sky-shower, dense black clouds overcast all through the day, storage of millions of tons of water. The city known to record…
Nature… In Search of Serenity 25 Jul 2019 In a snowy mountain forest where the crystal clear fountains are running down the hill dancing, giggling with an innocent joy, I stand there to enjoy the calmness, the purity,…
Nature… Tune of Nature 22 Jul 2019 Floating galaxies in infinite space are emitting light proclaiming presence, the explosions in it fire bullets of stars which are torn into pieces of planets. Earth cools down rotating around…
Nature… California Drought 21 Jul 2019 Daniel Staub Weinberg I am a pen & ink and colored pencil wordartist. I sometimes do collaborations with musician, Chico Feinstein. I have had drawings published online and 2 solo…
Nature… Marvelous Mustaches 19 Jul 2019 The snowy pine branches Curled in marvelous mustaches Mayhem of manly men Villains in reverse Gold rush era Holding the snow with smiling eyes With watches dangling From chains of…
Nature… Hinkley Brook in Winter, Grafton, Vermont 17 Jul 2019 Over and under, it flows beneath jagged glass panes, transparent or opaque, muffled rush of water over rocks downstream. A porch, in winter, wraps around the house like a…
Nature… As the Doe Awaits the Wildfire 14 Jul 2019 i know there is something wrong here the days are too warm and the sun feels like the sky has a date with the desert there are birds here…
Nature… Prayer to the Godlings II 13 Jul 2019 Bless the scabs and eyes black as watermelon seeds. Bless the heads bleeding, anointed like green mangoes’ red ripening over their crowns. Bless the sprouts breaking through their own skin…
Nature… Night Music 12 Jul 2019 A milky way of fireflies winked, we lay unafraid in dank grass excited by magic lost in a din of tree frogs locusts, crickets their love songs blanketing darkness. The…
Nature… Eastertide’s Taint 9 Jul 2019 Bijou buds soon to bloom damp blossoms, stinking of pink productive perfume scent. taffy, gravity of static passions made dynamic as the worlds we’ve dreamt. Beckons she does, with…
Nature… Timing 7 Jul 2019 Frigid inhalations taper Winter’s sugar frost fades Damp brittle garden limbs Jobless stalks retire Prickly framework of coneflowers, phlox and Russian sage Light’s shifting angles Sun blades fold in…
Nature… Serenity 4 Jul 2019 Photograph by Stephanie Jackson Stephanie Jackson is a mother of three. She writes for many audiences and enjoys landscape photography in her spare moments. https://semisweetnothings.wixsite.com/writing
Nature… Planting Grass 2 Jul 2019 He spread the seeds across the soil with care, the way the rain sets moisture down just where it needs to be. He worked in quietness and solitude. He sent…
Nature… Driftwood; 1965 30 Jun 2019 ‘According to Norse mythology, the first humans, Ask and Embla, were formed out of two pieces of driftwood, an ash and an elm, by the God Odin and his brothers,…
Nature… A Sonnet for the Birds 28 Jun 2019 Anhingas and ravens crow for the emus, which parrot the moas and the kiwis of the Albatross Isles en paradisum’s view, where the petrels join the kites lofting freely …
Nature… Basking in the Sun, Heron Landing, Juvenile Eagle 25 Jun 2019 Photographs by Cynthia Connolly I am Cynthia Connolly, a hobbyist photographer who recently discovered a love of birds and wildlife refuges. Luckily I live 10 minutes away from Nisqually…
Nature… Toward an Arctic Circle 23 Jun 2019 There are lines we cross borders we step past where flesh and bone meet cranberries and club moss outside the truth I like to call our lower forty-eight. We paddle…
Nature… just passing through 18 Jun 2019 walking this old timber among the grandsons of great oaks and hickory deep in creek and river bottoms or high on glacier formed bluffs I am struck by the fact…
Nature… An Ode to Our Evening Walks 17 Jun 2019 Each day, we’re granted some reprieve, When, yapping brash, you beg to leave. We go. You’re always out in front. You track what’s left behind: a hunt For spots you…
Nature… Moon Meeting 15 Jun 2019 I have late night Conversations with the moon. She asks me about The sun and I Ask her about the pockmarks Dotting her skin. I tell her that I know…
