Morning of December 5, 2025

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Voting ends December 7

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Hoodie Portrait


The old homeless man

pulls his hoodie up,

his head framed

in an oval portrait.

Diane Webster



zen practice

i watch

paint dry

John J. Dunphy




my one trick yoyo

up and down

up and down

Randy Brooks




college stage

Chekov never was

so funny

Randy Brooks




midday sun

trickling downstream

snowmelt

Gareth Nurden



family home visit

mildew on the attic wall

fading a lullaby


Hifsa Ashraf

 

 


child custody talk

in the backyard

budding mushrooms

Hifsa Ashraf





Our uncivilized hurriedness

 

 
'Excuse me... would you..'

'Just shut up'.

Partha Sarkar




Whispers


A long postcard from an ancient postman

And no door is open...


Are there whispers in the chilled stillness?

Partha Sarkar




on the sidewalk

an abir-smeared rock

worshiped as God

Tejendra Sherchan




morning devotees

line up at the temple gate

amid drifting smoke

a flower girl hesitates

basket resting by her side

Jagajit Salam




everything

depends on how

the footsteps echo

Sarah Mahina Calvello



shift of perspective

twilight’s camera

loses focus

Sarah Mahina Calvello




Picnic Table Snow



Snow cover tracked up

by wandering humans

around the picnic table

swept clean once.

Now abandoned

and exposed.

Diane Webster





Leaves Reach



October leaves cover

boardwalk boards

as if to reach back

into history when each

was a part of the tree.

 

A widow lies

on the gravestone

of her dead husband —

separate as October leaves.

Diane Webster




decomposing

in the compost pile

last week's politics


Joseph P. Wechselberger




dog scientists

worked hard to recreate Man

all night they howled

David C. Kopaska-Merkel




I find

the rest of you

in our usual spot

David C. Kopaska-Merkel




family gathering

several versions

of potato salad


Joseph P. Wechselberger


 

eating hors d'oeuvres

with toothpicks

Christmas party


Joseph P. Wechselberger




strip club

its Christmas tree

bare

John J. Dunphy




 

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