Afternoon of August 24, 2024

Ozone

~Kelly Moyer

Photography available here




I Am Old


Yet though the miracle

of imposter syndrome

eternally young.

~Noah Berlatsky




Ignorance Together


I am glad to have been married

twenty-four years

to someone

who can’t remember

our anniversary either.

~Noah Berlatsky




leftover bay leaf

on my meal plate...

I eat only its scent

~Tejendra Sherchan




Irene


to the untrained eye

she may appear average

but Irene

hides a box of 8-tracks

in the attic

~Roberta Beach Jacobson




housed in thrift store basement secondhand allegations

~Roberta Beach Jacobson




Critique of Pure Raisin



bran

baby

bran

~dan smith




condemned house

its lead-based paint warning

written in pencil

~John J. Dunphy




shuttered nuclear power plant

its grounds aglow

with fireflies

~John J. Dunphy




gaps in

papyrus

rolls


endless space

for genius

~Bob Carlton




clearing sky

the crunch of snails

underfoot

~Bob Carlton



Morning of August 21, 2024

OG

~Kelly Moyer

Photography available here



the idol's lips move

the mob pummeled

with pink noise

~Richard Magahiz




fifty fathoms down

signatures in

triplicate

~Richard Magahiz




creeping dust children

their eyelashes

needle-sharp

~Richard Magahiz




To tea

Or not to tea

That is the question

~Susan L. Pope




loggerhead

so many versions

of king lear

~Jerome Berglund




analysis: the architect has an edifice complex

~dan smith




while waiting

for the brake job my headache

gets run over

~Robert Epstein




Sunday laundry

round & round

the argument goes

~Robert Epstein




summer dying I become shale

~Joshua St. Claire




now I have it

now I don't

my death poem

~Robert Epstein




Jane ear

Jane hare

Jane heir

~Jerome Berglund




as I make coffee

you swirl amongst my thoughts

the scent of hazelnut

~Jennifer Gurney




we

are

not

going

back

~Jennifer Gurney




After the heinous crime


'Dead population is shouting for justice...'

'Let them do so.'

'They are demanding investigation'

'Let them do so. One day all crime will be hushed up.

One day the dead population will be much more dead.

Then I will allow them to slogan "Long Live revolution '

~Partha Sarkar




rain arrow hang the jury

~Jerome Berglund




The riot


Trapped my soul

In riot.

Is my neighbour

Enemy?

~Partha Sarkar




Labor Day parade

unionized strippers march

in their work clothes

~John J. Dunphy




root vegetable

if a pill could alleviate

poverty

~Jerome Berglund




to your third eye

touch the Pole Star

act quite human

~Richard Magahiz




western civilization

a mass-produced 1000-piece puzzle

of Starry Night

~Joshua St. Claire




black eye

of the two-stripe grasshopper

telescope to a moon

~Elliot Diamond

 


grunge cosmos —

stardust

on my lips

~Aly Droyd

 

 

Afternoon of August 20, 2024

 

opposing views

on opposite sides

of a perfect circle

~Mark Gilbert




he said something about his Ch'i and wandered off to sit over there

~Patrick Sweeney




butterflies and broken glass in the eye of the beholder

~Patrick Sweeney




even if you don't ask; someone will tell you what the gray squirrel is saying

~Patrick Sweeney




shimmering shades

of Jezebel

a clock ticks in b&w

~Kavita Ratna




Ars Poetica


Poems that I can hunt down

in the wilds of their predation.

Ones that turn and double back

like Cape Buffalo.

Poems with spoor and scent

of hot scat that draw a bead

on meaning hidden in rhythm

and running for its life.

~dan smith




midnight

waking up to find

the dog has moved

~Biswajit Mishra




endorphin

one acceptance

before

the balloon lands

on a road of nails

~Biswajit Mishra





habits

training parrots

training me

~Biswajit Mishra




CHICKEN TALK


Look, Dad! A chicken!”

Boy exclaims in delight.

Dad joins the joke,

knowing conversation

jumps several tracks

in a single breath.

Both know and enjoy

their brains' journeys

knowing their own normal.

~ Duane L Herrmann




listen to him go on about the pumpkin flower by the broken cinderblock wall

~Patrick Sweeney




he's got an eyelash that's either pointing to heaven or Hoboken

~Patrick Sweeney




deepening night...

thorns of the lemon plant

penetrate my eyes

~Tejendra Sherchan




registry office

I never signed

up to this

~Mark Gilbert

 


 

Afternoon of August 16, 2024


Marriage Material

~Kelly Moyer

Photography available here




there's always a cat

looking back

at earth

~Melissa Dennison




midnight

blowing of the goat horn

dogs barking lingers on

~Tejendra Sherchan




clear skies

a cloud dog

chases a bone

~Melissa Dennison




children kept in storage

practice their smiles

~Martha Ellen




dissociative disorder

a fancy term for playing dead

~Martha Ellen




Too much caffeine

On the surface, but what’s

Past the surface

~Sarah Mahina Calvello




closer

to my second childhood

than  my    first

~Melissa Dennison




sultry night —

the salt rim melts

into a dirty martini

~Rupa Anand




weeper movie

the only dry eyes

in the theater

on an android

lacking tear ducts

~John J. Dunphy




escape speed a soul leaves the fontanelle

~John Hawkhead



snow on bamboo whispers from a different understanding

~John Hawkhead




climate crisis

we kick the melting can

down the road

~Melissa Dennison





Poet in Empty Bottle

~Michael Lee Johnson

Afternoon of August 12, 2024

Life Skills

~Kelly Moyer

Photography available here

 


"we came from there"

I tell

our neighbors' children

while gesturing toward

the night sky

~John J. Dunphy




a falling star

our daughter shouts

'boom!'

~John J. Dunphy




looking up

Orion's belt

I am home

~Jennifer Gurney




school science fair

all the other exhibits

swallowed up by

our son's entry

a black hole

~John J. Dunphy




derelict starship

ran out of food first

set phasers on broil

~David C. Kopaska-Merkel




clear night sky

the planets we pretend

not to see

~Roberta Beach Jacobson




Not Miss Fluffy

 

No, Dearest. Sometimes,”

O'Keeffe insisted to Stieglitz

peering over her shoulder

at the canvas, “a pink tulip

is no more than a pink tulip.


Focus.”

~James Penha



 

the illusion

of happily ever

after

opening the

final decree

~Jennifer Gurney




in the old trunk

his ex was somewhat

the worse for wear

~David C. Kopaska-Merkel




pushing

new educational concepts

through an olive press

~Roberta Beach Jacobson




Martian flu

this stomach bug runs its course

then chews its way out

~David C. Kopaska-Merkel




dispirited

the tumbledown saloon

gave up its ghost

~David C. Kopaska-Merkel




evolution reenactment

my wife and I crawl

from ocean to beach

~John J. Dunphy

 

Afternoon of August 11, 2024

 

 

the comfort

of this island of one

sultry summer

~Mona Bedi




rocking the empty cradle a refugee’s blank eyes

~Mona Bedi




unfinished poem the night turns into a raven

~Mona Bedi




all the sad poets

scratching their way

toward the realization

that they've already arrived

home

in their notebooks

~Scott F. Parker




early morning at my desk

with enough coffee for now

returning myself

to myself

the only way i know how

~Scott F. Parker




final exam


if consciousness

is the cage

to which the only key

is consciousness


solve for

consciousness

solve

for yourself

~Scott F. Parker




ancestral home

granny’s hairpin

opens the door

~R. Suresh Babu




evolution can be seen as a ladder

unfortunately

some choose to climb down


flock of grey people

waiting room at the Hospital Heart Center

~Steve Van Allen




no shooting stars...

my wishes

go back immediately

~Nicoletta Ignatti




Dolls

inflatable hot air balloons

They long to fly very high

but bitten by mosquitoes

they sag

~Nicoletta Ignatti




Fair is foul, and foul is fair”


'Fair is foul, and foul is fair

Hover through the fog and filthy air'

Come nearer the wanderings of the Weird Sisters.


The curtain-An eclipse in the air.



protests here. Protests yonder.


(guided or diverted?)


The eagle: It does not matter

whether the womb gropes to a perfect abode of peace.

~Partha Sarka




sleeping in . . .

one career stumble closer

to packing up

~Roberta Beach Jacobson




under

lap cat

laptop

~Roberta Beach Jacobson




Five years, cat,

and I have never hurt you.

Could you sit on my lap now?

~Noah Berlatsky

 

 


 

 

 

 

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