Afternoon of October 24, 2026

 

 

 

yoyo loach

the surface level 

is inconsequential 

~Jerome Berglund




Contrast

 

 

the air in Italy

    is good

             what is it

                  the difference

     other than

      I am in a new

  place in my life

      since

           does it matter

         I am in a new place

~James Croal Jackson

 


 

chimp

in the atrium 

just a phase 

~Jerome Berglund




hay bale 

lest I 

be judged 

~Jerome Berglund

 

 

 

Awry (From Levels of Resistance)


Spring is coming soon,
yet flowers have been blooming
             prematurely
while it’s still mid-winter,
as confused Nature
tries to come to terms
with climate change,
a disruptive force
that throws out of sync
the normal growing cycle.

~Gary Beck 

 



turn by turn

the strays pee

on a sidewalk

~Tejendra Sherchan 




gavotte master     wearing new smartshoes

~Richard Magahiz



viper tongues  
split backbones adorn  
the living room
  
~Richard Magahiz



Long dark age
of burning
the zero forgotten

~Richard Magahiz

 
 
so this  
is infinity  
the smoke and the vibes

~Richard Magahiz



misery O yes 
and yet
hot buttered  pancakes  

~Richard Magahiz



here every proton rings like a gong
 
~Richard Magahiz




Blue Boredom

 

 

blue wall triangle apex

behind tall weeds golden

sunflowers heart green

snake to the boardroom

half in half out half blue

half void no sun no blue

the sky

~James Croal Jackson




Self-Criticism

 

One day you will write your last good poem.

Maybe it is today.

Maybe it was the one you wrote yesterday,

before this one.

 

A white, warm cat sits on your chest

and you cannot write anymore.

~Noah Berlatsky




Animal Crossing
 

 

dinosaur fossils  star shapes  in earth

shards of  a manila clam along   the side of

bed  dancing   in someone’s house   of forest

you   play flute I   bang boards   call them

drums   an island in   who-knows-what-ocean

I moved to   my own far away    from

everyone   close to you

~James Croal Jackson



in my moods overconfidence strikes again 

~Sarah Mahina Calvello



witchy crescent moon confluence and consequence

~Sarah Mahina Calvello




How Can I Know Myself?

 

 

The tree shadows

expand beyond

Mount Id

 

as I forever

change.

 

I head aimless

on shifting ice

 

and the cold

rollicking sea

is always me.

~James Croal Jackson

 

 

 

still the perfectionist — 
a ghost tweaks
his roadside memorial

~John J. Dunphy



spectral dog
now fetching
one of his own bones
 
~John J. Dunphy

 

 

 

 

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