Cold Moon Journal
Saturday, March 4, 2023
By Joseph P. Wechselberger
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the gatherings becoming smaller … another family funeral Joseph P. Wechselberger
By Ram Chandran
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cemetery visit — beside grandpa's headstone forget-me-nots Ram Chandran
By Tony Williams
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wrapping them in mine her tissue paper hands Tony Williams
Friday, March 3, 2023
By Joshua St. Claire
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night dog barking away the moon from my window Joshua St. Clair e
By Jennifer Gurney
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Darkness cocoons me At the gloaming of the day My butterfly self Jennifer Gurney
By Wai Mei Wong
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times square pigeons and sparrows bask on different ledges Wai Mei Wong
Wednesday, March 1, 2023
By Roberta Beach Jacobson
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Recap February was a busy month at Cold Moon Journal. Of the 85 poets published, 17 appeared here for the first time. Congratulations to al...
Tuesday, February 28, 2023
By Mirela Brailean
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shadows circling the night rises in the eyes of the wounded deer Mirela Brailean
By Ed Ahern
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prey waits in shelter for the arriving hunter cold wrapping them both Ed Ahern
Monday, February 27, 2023
By M. R. Pelletier
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refrigerator hum— the sound of silence M. R. Pelletier * yard sale— she gets rid of things he never needed M. R....
Sunday, February 26, 2023
By Bipasha Majumder (De)
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fo g-shrouded field . . . silver birch stands unseen Bipasha Majumder (De) * lakeside walk . . . a salmon sips the ...
By Mihaela Babusanu
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end of quarantine – the smell of cherry blossoms retest my senses Mihaela Babusanu
By Aaron Bn
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masonry nails repeatedly hammered splitting my head Aaron Bn * moonlight seeps through branches of sleeping giants r...
By Helen Ogden
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winter piazza chestnuts wrapped in yesterday's news Helen Ogden * church tour the beggar on the steps extends his hand H...
By Daniela Lăcrămioara Capotă
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half moon – part-time lover Daniela Lăcrămioara Capotă
By Sreenath
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fishing a haiku in the wild labyrinth of my mind Sreenath * shadows on the churchyards graveyard shift begins ... Sreenath
By Bonnie J Scherer
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sunny side up other days scrambling to find the light Bonnie J Scherer
By Kristen Lindquist
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river rocks skirted with ice . . . still grieving Kristen Lindquist * spring wind a door creaks open in the hemlock grove Krist...
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