the
day bleeds into nightfall war
Mariangela Canzi
*
wild flowers —
I share solitude
with
the mountains
Mariangela Canzi
Cold Moon Journal
Photo c. Alf B. Meier
Wednesday, July 12, 2023
By Manali Choudhury
An empty chair,
A hollowed pillow,
an unmade bed,
A singing clock,
An
absent name.
Manali Choudhury
By Michelle V. Alkerton
attic
hideaway
babushka dolls
unnesting
Michelle V.
Alkerton
*
familiarity
borscht
simmering
with a sprig of dill
Michelle
V. Alkerton
Tuesday, July 11, 2023
Monday, July 10, 2023
By Rupa Anand
from the dawn light
of these woods
she flies
into the tamarind tree
to
feed her chick . . .
Rupa Anand
By Ruth Happel
lines of geese honk
flying north with the sun
rush
hour
Ruth Happel
*
whole world in snail’s shell
pulled behind him everywhere—
living
the van life
Ruth Happel
Saturday, July 8, 2023
Friday, July 7, 2023
By evan coram
who I was and long to be
adrift
clouds
with shadows
evan coram
*
through oak boughs
the porch light
on
and off
evan coram
By Chen-ou Liu
morning mist
layered on the river ...
this
floating life
Chen-ou Liu
*
the departure door
closed between mother and me ...
fifteen years later
surging waves, one continent
and
English separate us
Chen-ou Liu
By Beate Sigriddaughter
First lizard this year
on the mountain trail, tiny,
resolute.
Yay spring.
Beate Sigriddaughter
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