Marc Darnell/Poetry

Calcium Phosphate Some choose the wind so they can go all the places their body never went alive. Others choose mixture with cement, as a rock at the ocean's bottom to be part of the big whole, or crushed into a diamond to be prettier than the sack they were in life....

The Whitney Point Poetry Group

  Poetry: Any Age, Any Place   Introduction by Jessica Femiani here is an awful lot of talk these days about the disconnected lives we lead, that years back students arriving early to class might...

Emily Vogel/Book Review

The Infinite Doctrine of Water by Michael T. Young Series: Terrapin Poetry Paperback: 96 pages Publisher: Terrapin Books (April 1, 2018) Language: English ISBN-10: 1947896016 ISBN-13: 978-1947896017 $5.99 Kindle/$12.99 Paperback from AMAZON   Review by Emily...

Maria Mazziotti Gillan/Poetry

So Many Things I Wish I Had Done So many things I wish I had done, so many things I wish I had said, all those words that could have comforted but that I withheld, so now even so many years after my father’s death I wish I could call him back from inside the mausoleum...

T.R. Hummer/Poetry

What’s the matter with the old musicians
   of Kansas City? From here they look
Like planets exploded in the prairie wind.
   That’s why the sunset swings
So hard, distant and bright and bloody.

Lyn Lifshin/Four Poems of Aleppo

LIFE IN ALEPPO a day without bombs, is good. You can leave your apart- ment, wander thru small oasis of color and light. No words, only the sense of loss. No color except for an plot of green and one plum tree, not turned to drift wood. One man who has not left, says...

Rich Ives/Flash Nonfiction

Rich Ives/Flash Nonfiction

was busy naming the clouds before I knew it. I called them what happens next, and I called them this is the way it has always been. I put new clothes on them, and I taught them to dance differently. I tried to get that slouch out of their walk, but they always smiled with self-satisfaction. All you had to do was make a few things happen and everyone forgot about the limp.

Jim Feast/Book Review

          border crossings by Thaddeus RutkowskiPaperback, 6"x9"96 pagesSensitive Skin BooksISBN: 978-1977850898$12.95   by Jim Feast There is a poem called “Border Crossings” in a new book of the same name by Thaddeus Rutkowski. It’s a...

Michael T. Young/Poetry

     Dredging Gulls tow my gaze out beyond the breakwaters and jetties, to coast there among the glass towers. Wind whips the water in me into waves and spindrift. Along all my shores are hardnesses broken down into sand, fragments supposed to equal the history of me....

Brendan Brady/Poetry

The Snow in March is Tired Powdered abstractions in an opaque vanity, sickly snow perspires and gasps, engorged and sinking into sleep. A lullaby swallowed is wasted under evening daffodil while streetlights seize, blinking and confused. The power flashed and the...

Paul Sohar on John Amen’s “… Overwhelm”

“Illusion of an Overwhelm” by John Amen New York Quarterly Books First Edition 72 Pages Paperback ISBN-10: 1630450480 ISBN-13: 978-1630450489   By Paul Sohar It was no illusion, but a real “overwhelm” that this reader experienced going over John Amen’s latest...

Cammy Pedroja/3 Poems

The Invisible Man   By the window, on a black bone chair the germs leave your body through smoke. Can two tandem blankly to bash out a cure? I have read that drones die in the act of mating. Honey-stomachs busting in the rub of it. The longtime residents warned...

Emily Carney Reviews Elizabeth Cohen

  Against the Ache: Elizabeth Cohen’s The Patron Saint of Cauliflower   By Emily Carney Contributing Reviewer “I’m preparing for the end of the world / again,” writes Elizabeth Cohen, “which is to say I am making / goulash.” This is how Cohen introduces The...

Sándor Kányádi/1929-2018

Hungarian-Romanian poet and iconic spokesman of Transylvania, Sándor Kányádi, dead at 89   by Paul Sohar Contributing Writer Sándor Kányádi (1929-2018) was born in a small Hungarian village in Transylvania, Romania, the son of a small farmer – more commonly...

Reme Terrelonge/Poetry

Songbird’s Strum Storm Anaphora happens at the beginning. Anaphora is a prelude. Anaphora has not started to move. Anaphora is shaky. Anaphora shines obliviously. Anaphora introduces it anew. It is the birth.   An enigma is contained by small spaces. An enigma...

Tongue-Threaded Shuttle/Book Review

Homo digitalis moves to the modern implementation of 1s and zeros to explain the contemporary means of communication and understanding. “The electronic web that connects/computers, ussers,/sounds, images, texts,/in all languages and fields of knowledge/has been called the Aleph,/the point that contains all the places of the world/seen from all angles/without superposition or transparency,/the sphere without a circumference/whose center is everywhere.” A no more beautiful or fitting description of what we might find in an afterlife that unites us with the universe (unless we’re already there), as that center moves from one place to another while always remaining at the center.

The Second O of Sorrow/Review

  The Second O in Sorrow Format: Kindle Edition Size of the file: 552 KB Number of pages in the print edition: 104 pages Publisher: BOA Editions Ltd. (April 10, 2018) Sold by: Amazon Media EU S.à r.l. English language ASIN: B07BTDVZ84        ...

Paul Sohar/Poetry

the traffic noise downhill resumes its life but it’s no longer my life that goes on

without the life of the one we talk about