lingering
a trace of moon
in
my glass
Joanna Ashwell
*
tranquillity
breath held
in forest stars
Joanna
Ashwell
*
between seasons
words becoming
hoverflies
Joanna Ashwell
lingering
a trace of moon
in
my glass
Joanna Ashwell
*
tranquillity
breath held
in forest stars
Joanna
Ashwell
*
between seasons
words becoming
hoverflies
Joanna Ashwell
tell
me how you see the world ink blot queries
Jerome Berglund
*
doodlebugging
soldier of fortune
Jerome Berglund
sundown
bat flying zig-zags
eating
mosquitoes
Stephen Jarrell Williams
*
desert nomad
night dancing under the moon
humming old songs
Stephen Jarrell Williams
silkworms
in mulberry tree .
. .
threads
for kimono
Roberta Beach Jacobson
Split like a dagger.
Nature and clouds draw our eyes.
From
past to present.
Susanna Gilbert
Photo c. Susanna Gilbert
a dirt canal
where the river
used to run
how long
did you think
I’d
wait for you
Susan Burch