Morning of April 6, 2023

Go Boldly

I shall tint your cheeks

the hue of a buttercup,

plucked from the end

of your shortest pencil,

for what are whispers

amid the hoarding

of thieves but melons,

stripped of their salt?

~Kelly Moyer

his fingers part the grackle of oysters

~Mark Gilbert

a distant ant

from the hills

family reunion

~Robert Witmer

Insomnia

gives you a lot of time to think about

insomnia.

~Noah Berlatsky

counting calories …

one thousand

two thousand

three thousand …

~Mark Gilbert

bottom line

the darkness that troubles

our prophets

~Robert Witmer

bluebell

foxglove

herb

robert

lily

of

the

valley

of

depression

~Mark Gilbert

Footnote

Girlfriend, my moon’s too full

to be eclipsed by your caesura.

So, I’m stitching a rat’s ass

into your celebratory shawl.

From here on out, no oyster

shall go ungilded. I will shuck

the fuck out of the wisteria

blooms. Yes, this is the prime

of my canvas, blank as a stare

in the face of your disregard.

~Kelly Moyer

Queen Elizabeth

Jane Austen, J K Rowling

John, Paul, George, Ringo

Sean Connery, Doc Martin

Some of my favorite Brits

~Jennifer Gurney

economy not you

~Robert Witmer

new moon —

the umpteenth time

I say sorry

~Daipayan Nair

homesick —

tulips make way through

my veins

~Debarati Sen