By Elena Zouain

autumn storm –

the notes of the wind knocking on the window


Elena Zouain

By Joseph Kleponis

vanishing point –

parallel tracks roll on

destination unknown

Joseph Kleponis

I heard you singing

soft and sweet –

or was it the wind?

Joseph Kleponis

By Ana Drobot

haijin debate –

behind Basho’s frog

interjections

Ana Drobot

autumn leaves

just me, myself and I

same old song

over and over

again

Ana Drobot

By Russell Dupont

Sitting by the bank

of the Saco, I gaze at

my daughter Kristen

and her friend, like two Naiads

frolicking on the water.

Russell Dupont

By Jefferson Limos

the lost button of my summer shirt full moon

Jefferson Limos

Maya Daneva

oppressive heat

only cicadas accompany me

at dad’s grave

Maya Daneva

this woodpecker’s tapping

in the morning

in the afternoon

Maya Daneva

By Alexis Rotella

Staff meeting

cat in

the boss’s chair


Alexis Rotella

Joseph P. Wechselberger

late autumn

a lone scarecrow dressed

for winter

Joseph P. Wechselberger

Thomas Landgraf

every now and again

i hear

a pine cone drop

Thomas Landgraf

Oscar Luparia

steep mountain path

the agility of crickets

Oscar Luparia

By Vikas Sehra

morning prayer

temple bells laced

with birdsong

Vikas Sehra

Mark Gilbert

escaping from gravity stone angel

Mark Gilbert

By Barrie Levine

friend zone

        where shall we go

from here

Barrie Levine

Jerome Berglund

deepfake

seeing old friends

in the quicksilver

Jerome Berglund

By Jay Friedenberg

Facebook friends

the differences between

like and love

Jay Friedenberg

Randy Brooks

an asterisk

a double asterisk

I am the one

who loves

your footnotes

Randy Brooks

By Nancie Zivetz-Gertler

soon to break open

with what she hasn't yet said

the thundering sky

Nancie Zivetz-Gertler

Mike Fainzilber

zazen

an owl

in the rain

Mike Fainzilber

Susan Burch

second opinion

making my husband

smell the milk

Susan Burch

By Peter Jastermsky

every night the same pillow i deviate from

Peter Jastermsky

when the day depends on the strength of tea bags


Peter Jastermsky