Cold Moon Journal
Saturday, October 22, 2022
By Roberta Beach Jacobson
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when they retire do they keep their rulers nuns Roberta Beach Jacobson
By Mike Gallagher
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two crows homeward bound two nuns Mike Gallagher
Wednesday, October 19, 2022
By anne morrigan
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in ador— timid —ation anne morrigan
By Anna Cates
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sometimes a wish becomes a butterfly becomes a dragon Anna Cates
Sunday, October 16, 2022
Cold Moon Journal's 2023 Pushcart Prize Nominations (for Poetry)
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Congratulations to these six talented poets: Orrin PréJean https://coldmoonjournal.blogspot.com/2022/07/by-orrin-prejean_1...
Saturday, October 15, 2022
By A.J. Anwar
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hot breeze— rumors travel beyond borders A.J. Anwar
By Hassane Zemmouri
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railway— pupils waving to strange travelers Hassane Zemmouri
Friday, October 14, 2022
By Kerry J Heckman
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sitting across from buddha sitting Kerry J Heckman
By Pris Campbell
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mornings without birdsong barred, too from words of love as my deafness deepens Pris Campbell
By Chris Langer
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the spotted dragonfly in turn spots me Chris Langer
By Rupa Anand
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paddy cut— he anoints his sickle with sandalwood paste Rupa Anand (veneration of instruments used in harvesting is common in India)
By Agus Maulana Sunjaya
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wrestling with the starless sky an old windmill Agus Maulana Sunjaya * our talk getting heavier autumn rain Ag...
By Simon De Courcey
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no footprints – just the clacking gossip of grey pebbles Simon De Courcey
By Patricia Furstenberg
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old wooden door like a pining widow hugged by sunset Patricia Furstenberg
By Bonnie J Scherer
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haiku poetry — arranged marriage with a happy ending Bonnie J Scherer * climate change debated — while the baked Alaska melts Bon...
By Gail Brooks
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oppressive summer heat and fires preparation for the after-life or a consequence of neglect? Gail Brooks
By Susanna Gilbert
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Black-Eyed Susans cling To muddy ditch bank haven. And wink a goodbye. Susanna Gilbert ...
Wednesday, October 12, 2022
By Maya Daneva
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stronger in the mist… the rhythm of soldiers’ steps nearing the liquor store Maya Daneva * tap, tap, tap… this summer rain beco...
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