Cold Moon Journal
Saturday, March 9, 2024
By Mike Fainzilber
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staring at the moon trying to find your reflection Mike Fainzilber love thy enemy the one I married Mike Fainzilbe...
By Mariangela Canzi
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sudden truce — hanging wash over the rubble Mariangela Canzi lonely conch the exile's blues Mariangela Canzi words fl...
By Mike Gallagher
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a scream the dim moon bringing life to darkness Mike Gallagher that day when the world changed forever what I was doing Mike G...
By Maya Daneva
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snowy March the creaking sound of little boots… egg hunt begins Maya Daneva smooth talk… I rinse off the wild clams ...
By Michael Smith
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in the clear still pool of your haiku I have seen my own reflection Michael Smith
By Randy Brooks
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rent overdue locked out with nothing but a comb-over Randy Brooks thick family Bible she only keeps up with births Randy Br...
By Refika Dedić
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in an old book after all these years her letter Refika Dedić still winter and they are sticking out of the ground buds Refika ...
By Robert Epstein
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Ides of March –– I stop looking for love in all the wrong places Robert Epstein the manipulation continues dayligh...
By Ravi Kiran
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elevator stillness blinking numbers and eyelids Ravi Kiran
By Richard Bailly
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click click escaping the nightmare ruby slippers Richard Bailly oolong in the kettle too long Richard Bailly
By M. R. Pelletier
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Mid-morning lull ... the barista busies himself with a broom M. R. Pelletier
By Monica Kakkar
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bounty of bright breeze— ribbons and laces askew leapfrog on leap day Monica Kakkar
By Mircea Moldovan
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so much light and yet dark Mircea Moldovan a hedge between him and her winter end Mircea Moldovan
By Mark Forrester
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corner hutch— my grandmother’s glass for cutting biscuits Mark Forrester
Friday, March 8, 2024
By Kelly Sargent
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war and peace not always black and white Kelly Sargent creeping ivy through the wagon handle the decisions I make by indecisi...
By JL Huffman
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unnatural glow backlit mountain ridges boros below JL Huffman snowbound day chili heats palate and soul JL Huffman
By Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont
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on the doorstep will she finally enter new moon Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont
By Anne Curran
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foreign posting the aerograms I write home Anne Curran city square — the clink of loose change into the busker's...
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