not the wind through
the pines but my mother's voice
in
mine
Deborah A. Bennett
not the wind through
the pines but my mother's voice
in
mine
Deborah A. Bennett
the farmer scolds
each
scowling cloud
harvest sky
Mike Gallagher
*
seeking
out
no particular star
daydreamer
Mike Gallagher
the earth sounds hollow
though cherry blossoms float down
landing
in my hair
Catherine Zickgraf
alone
on a full moon night —
my
perfect incompleteness
Alvin B. Cruz
*
small town gossip
at the laundromat
sound
of the rinse cycle
Alvin B. Cruz