Cold Moon Journal
Monday, November 13, 2023
By Bipasha Majumder (De)
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a peacock's cry I foretell the fate of farmers Bipasha Majumder (De)
By Barrie Levine
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Thanksgiving Day mom invites the in-laws to this year’s arguments Barrie Levine
By Bernadette O'Reilly
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truth half told still waiting for more autumn mist Bernadette O'Reilly * the creak in one knee tying a shoelace Bernad...
Sunday, November 12, 2023
By Mike Fainzilber
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dancing on a crooked floor the memory of crutches Mike Fainzilber * against all odds blades of grass through the pavement Mike...
By Maya Daneva
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lemon petals mom asks if I want to be this bee Maya Daneva * caught in the autumn rain shower a post-it note Maya Daneva
By J. D. Nelson
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television news— Christmas tree lights reflected in the black dog’s eyes J. D. Nelson * last day of autumn . . . an abandoned s...
By Susan Lee Roberts
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grandma’s shelf— a dusty pile of my poems Susan Lee Roberts * autumn moonwalk silence engulfs the couple Susan Lee Robert...
By Michelle V. Alkerton
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each retelling a subtle shift of memory Michelle V. Alkerton
By Meera Rehm
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bone moon icy wind penetrates into my coat into me Meera Rehm
By Monica Kakkar
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by rain-washed window asleep in perspiration— autumn equinox M onica Kakkar
By Michael Shoemaker
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The Road to Beyond Michael Shoemaker Tall Grass by the Lake Michael Shoemaker
By Mary Harwell Sayler
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Ocean waves ruffling — skirting the edge of hot sand, lacing shoes with foam Mary Harwell Sayler
By Myrna CG Mibus
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fireside old-fashioned blue moon hiding in a tree M yrna CG Mibus
By Marilyn Humbert
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silent death a scorpion’s tail flicks Marilyn Humbert
By Michael Shoemaker
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casting light tackle high into the wind above crashing sounds of waves Michael Shoemaker
Friday, November 10, 2023
By Christa Pandey
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naked trees windblown nests await repairs Christa Pandey
By Carmela Marino
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solar eclipse a bouquet of sunflowers covers autumn Carmela Marino * starry sky stumbling in the shadow my shadow Carmela Mari...
By Cecil Morris
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Black Marks crows patrol my yard: punctuation marks escaped from someone’s sentence. Cecil Morris
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