Afternoon of June 4, 2023

Soon

we can stop

moving.

~Noah Berlatsky

poisonous beauty

red grapes ripen in her eyes

intoxicating

~Maria Quernel

the faded spot

of father’s nameplate

crumbling wall

~Arvinder Kaur

What is there to do

When my to-do list

Is done?

~Jennifer Gurney

The sun is shining

And yet it’s raining on me

Cognitive dissonance

~Jennifer Gurney

The birds are singing

To the opera wafting

Through my window

More have landed

And their songs rise and fall with

Pavarotti

~Jennifer Gurney

somewhere

under dying stars

Mayan secrets

~Roberta Beach Jacobson

I love the feeling

When the third line of a haiku

Clicks into place

~Jennifer Gurney

 

 

amidst the din of existence abendrot sky

~Arvinder Kaur

in the end

all our castles

turn to sand

~Roberta Beach Jacobson