By Maya Daneva

camping lullaby the sound of jumping trout

Maya Daneva

By Louise Hopewell

twisting tree roots

the sign says warning

snakes inhabit this area

Louise Hopewell

By Jonathan English

crescent moon—

a sharp sound of sirens

pierces the dusk

Jonathan English

By Joshua Gage

winter chill—

the bathroom scale

spins higher


Joshua Gage

By Susan Burch

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racing the tornado not winn

Susan Burch

By Xiaoou Chen

thickening fog

a bell strikes ten from

an unknown tower

Xiaoou Chen

By Gary S. Rosin

whitetail deer

graze the neighborhood—

suburban sprawl

Gary S. Rosin

By Simon De Courcey

shaded nest

the absence

of one egg

Simon De Courcey

By Anthony Lusardi

watching ocean waves

the fizz in my soda

dying down

Anthony Lusardi

By Monica Kakkar

water rationing . . .

first pomegranate blossoms

brim at sacred well

Monica Kakkar

By Mirela Brailean

high-speed night train

I choose

a shorter dream

Mirela Brailean

By Jay Friedenberg

wooing and cooing

the iridescent sheen

of the pigeon's neck

Jay Friedenberg

By Tsanka Shishkova

a dog and a man

I wonder if the man leads the dog

or the dog leads the man

Tsanka Shishkova

By Nicoletta Ignatti

summer night—

              the wind seeks an opening

              among pine needles

Nicoletta Ignatti

By Douglas J. Lanzo

Don Quixote

a rhino charges

imagined beasts

Douglas J. Lanzo

By Joanna Ashwell

steeper

than I remember

the way home

Joanna Ashwell

By Joshua St. Claire

evening breeze

skyscrapers move through

rush hour traffic

Joshua St. Claire

transverse flute

the scent of hemlock

through the Appalachians

Joshua St. Claire

rumble of ozone pulling back the curtain

Joshua St. Claire

particolor flames

a hot air balloon ascends

with sunrise

Joshua St. Claire

By Mike Fainzilber

wind in her hair

still singing

the sixties

Mike Fainzilber

displacing

the blues

summer wind

Mike Fainzilber

wind and sunset

one last roll

of the kite surfer

Mike Fainzilber

hamsin*

the desert

ironing the sea

Mike Fainzilber

*A ‘hamsin’ (literally 50 in Arabic) is an easterly desert wind that brings extreme heat and dryness, and also flattens the waves on Israel’s Mediterranean coast. There are said to be ~50 such days per year, hence the name. In Bedouin tribal law, hamsin conditions are considered an extenuating circumstance in homicide cases…