Facing the Fire… Nightmare 26 Nov 202022 Nov 2020 A little flickering fire upon a hill We’ve had our eye on for a while, until It suddenly decides to be our fate, Jumping the road with no fuel…
Facing the Fire… Red 26 Nov 202024 Nov 2020 The euonymus are flaming. Their little feather leaves, red as coxcomb and wattle on a rooster’s head. Red standing out from the rest, like the wheelbarrow (in that poem)* so…
Facing the Fire… 2020 Summer Sommelier 25 Nov 202019 Nov 2020 swirls her wine’s smoky aroma which makes easy to identify burnt oak’s origin near current Sonoma uncontrolled raging fires. Poem by Gerard Sarnat Gerard Sarnat won San Francisco…
Facing the Fire… Jumping the River 25 Nov 202025 Nov 2020 By Carol Amato Carol Amato's poetry has appeared in many journals and anthologies, most recently: The Peterborough Poetry Project Anthology; The Poet’s Touchstone (New Hampshire Poetry Society); 2019 Connecticut River…
Facing the Fire… Fire on the Inside 24 Nov 202019 Nov 2020 Sacrum root, spine trunk, branches on fire, each lifting its own pain flower. Poem by Mary Salome Mary Salome is an Arab- and Irish-American Buddhist, writer, and media activist…
Facing the Fire… As If the Green Swamp Wasn’t Enough 24 Nov 202023 Nov 2020 We sit around a fired glow steeped in talk of rivers, knowing full well streaming water is the same as blood flowing in muddy veins, our blood, and the great…
Facing the Fire… Fire and Blood 23 Nov 202015 Nov 2020 The color red has guts the paint on our front door the sports car I always wanted my mother’s hair blowing in the wind a geranium red an anemone…
Facing the Fire… sublimating in combustion 22 Nov 202022 Nov 2020 a log barks skin ignites first, warns flame commands the canvas of amber pyrotechnics alive in the darkest, midnight hours as heat reaches the pores microscope cells expand pressure ruptures…
Facing the Fire… Burned Site 21 Nov 202017 Nov 2020 -Herbert Abelson HTA is a retired academic physician, husband, father, and grandfather who writes prose and poetry about a grand career and life.
Facing the Fire… The Power of the Flame 19 Nov 202019 Nov 2020 "Oh, dance with me!" She exclaims. Her naked flames ablaze, Roaring red and orange diluting the night. Slicing through shades Of black and navy blue. Jagged waves of flames…
Facing the Fire… In the Smoke 19 Nov 202013 Nov 2020 Smoke sweeps through Oakland like a serial killer ravaging lungs while inside a woman says to her friend, The smoke no longer carries burnt bodies from the people of Paradise.…
Facing the Fire… In Flagrante 18 Nov 202014 Nov 2020 I Mile after mile, the torched chaparral: its sole pulse, an itinerant cricket. Arson and ozone, the tarry smolder of the creosote bush, the broken family of mesas.…
Facing the Fire… Big Sur 17 Nov 202017 Nov 2020 My great-great grandfather’s (of the Underground Railroad) Grave is on fire His bones feeding fire The Pinnacles Where giant condors nest And set sail for the Pacific Are on fire…
Facing the Fire… Souvenirs from the Fire 17 Nov 202014 Nov 2020 The orange glow of the cigarette lighter, right below the knob to the radio, how both clicked when turned on. The squares of charcoal scattered in the sand, when cooled,…
Facing the Fire… Fire Break 16 Nov 202013 Nov 2020 No combustion fingering the fuel reaching just a pause on the flat low, mergansers brushed on the thinnest top measure of water. Urine splashing our toes, dizzying Canaan down the…
Nature… Summer Retreat 15 Nov 202015 Nov 2020 During that slow hour after noontime, I abandon sewing lavender scent bags and walk toward Cathkin Braes, hoping to spy you. From the garden greenhouse you amble towards me, increasing…
Nature… The Wind Asks the Last Leaf of Autumn Why It Stays on the Tree 15 Nov 202013 Nov 2020 Poem by anne richardson anne richardson is a chaplain, spiritual companion, and labyrinth facilitator and believes everyone’s story is sacred. She finds her poetic voice in listening to trees,…
Nature… Urban Fox 14 Nov 202013 Nov 2020 By Alison Lock Alison Lock is the author of two short story collections, four collections of poetry, and a novella, as well as a contributor to several anthologies. Her writing…
Nature Poetry… topography, you 14 Nov 20209 Nov 2020 for Wick my head lies in the soft soil of your skin, the canopies of our leg hair forestry sway as our knees rub together like kindling you call…
Nature Photography… Butterfly Weed 14 Nov 202023 Nov 2020 The caterpillar weaving its cocoon doesn't expect to emerge a butterfly. Nor does the seed asleep in the earth expect to beget a bouquet of blossoms. Yet here they…
Nature Photography… Eternal Web 13 Nov 20209 Nov 2020 Through the misty and gloomy mornings, where the dew shines on the eternal Web, fragile, sticky and thin, but turning stronger as within. Growing wiser as days passing by,…
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