Cold Moon Journal
Saturday, September 21, 2024
By M. R. Defibaugh
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r olling back rights a little wrath affixes every clothespin M. R. Defibaugh
By Helen Ogden
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parsing the ballot I choose choice amongst the choices Helen Ogden
Thursday, September 19, 2024
By Adrian Bouter
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war-zone dawn the out of place pink Adrian Bouter
By Tony Williams
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in pursuit of a butterfly my whole life Tony Williams thistle it’s obvious you don’t want a hug Tony Williams
By Xiaoou Chen
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slow knitter the boy outgrows his future sweater Xiaoou Chen
By Pravat Kumar Padhy
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A nthropocene the hard-edged debate on plastic rock Pravat Kumar Padhy forest poem a child rhymes green and green Pravat Kumar Padh...
By Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont
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do we remember hot summers and cold winters from our childhood? talking about rain or shine isn’t like it used to be Marcellin Dallaire...
By Diane Webster
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lake shore leaves reattach to the aspen on water Diane Webster
Tuesday, September 17, 2024
By C.X. Turner
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low tide the sandcastles we leave behind C.X. Turner waterfall dipping a toe into the unknown C.X. Turner
By Susan Lee Roberts
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chamomile— waiting for water to boil I brew haiku Susan Lee Roberts summer hike exploring the vastness of the map Susan Lee Rob...
By Sébastien Revon
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without my son — the light of dawn always somewhere Sébastien Revon not the rain but the lukewarm coffee — end of summer Sébastie...
Friday, September 13, 2024
By Paul Callus
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unleashed on an empty beach the dog’s excitement Paul Callus
By Bryan Rickert
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father’s grave finally telling him what I really think Bryan Rickert romantic picnic we both come away with a tick ...
By Vera Constantineau
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crossroad a day without a need to yield Vera Constantineau heavy rain swapping summer for fall in the closet Vera Constantinea...
By Dinah Power
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the pen struggles to write sonic booms Dinah Power
By Kelly Sargent
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French lavender bunch the life I thought I was bound for Kelly Sargent winter rain the wisdom of imperfection Kelly Sargent
By Mark Forrester
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beach wedding— the flower girl gathers broken shells Mark Forrester midnight rain remembering my mother’s voice Mark Forrester
By Nicoletta Ignatti
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moonlit sea— all my thoughts in the dark Nicoletta Ignatti
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