By Barrie Levine

ripe avocado—

in its heart

a perfect moon

Barrie Levine

By Maya Daneva

how tasty

after a long winter

sun-melted butter

Maya Daneva

By Manoj Sharma

winter haze . . .

I snuggle deeper into the 

old photograph


Manoj Sharma

By Barrie Levine

curled photo

deep in the scroll

her forgotten self

Barrie Levine

By Mircea Moldovan

a lullaby flows from the moon

Mircea Moldovan

By Veronika Zora Novak

threadbare . . .

my kimono and the moon

Veronika Zora Novak

By Roberta Beach Jacobson

holes in his story moths

Roberta Beach Jacobson

By Barrie Levine

snow globe shaken not stirred

Barrie Levine

By Ram Chandran

alone

with memories

I have nothing else

Ram Chandran

By B.A. France

the garden

resigns itself to cold

... wild hibiscus

B.A. France

By John J. Dunphy

after the fire

we comb the ashes for

our lucky horseshoe

John J. Dunphy