Sunday, June 2, 2024

By Jamie Wimberly

gray spring eve

leaving the park bench

for the pigeons

Jamie Wimberly



riptide

this poem goes out

to the seagulls

Jamie Wimberly



moon-faced

for every phase

another

Jamie Wimberly

By Mona Bedi

making up

for lost time

plum blossoms


Mona Bedi



incessant rain letting the river be

Mona Bedi




reheated coffee the conversation gone cold


Mona Bedi