Sathya Venkatesh

heading home—

my briefcase

already lighter

—Sathya Venkatesh

Urszula Marciniak

old couple

suddenly starting

a snowball fight

dwoje staruszków

zaczyna znienacka

bitwę na śnieżki

—Urszula Marciniak

the tearful clown

on a cold hospice morning

an empty boy's bed

zapłakany klaun

ziąb i puste łóżko

chłopca z hospicjum

—Urszula Marciniak

Edited and translated by Alexander Daly & Marta Daly.

F. S. Blake

spring buds the sorry you can't hear

—F. S. Blake

Peter Kovalik

the hen breeder 

picks plums as if

they might break

chovateľ nosníc

zbiera slivky akoby

sa mohli rozbiť

—Peter Kovalik

Photos by Michael Shoemaker

 

Taking a long walk, Michael Shoemaker

Misty Lake Morning, Michael Shoemaker

Edited by Oana Maria Cercel.

Jamie Wimberly

pine straw

what’s left of being

neighborly

—Jamie Wimberly

John Pappas

falling leaves —

the one we call

my funeral suit

—John Pappas

all day snow

another poem

in the bin

—John Pappas

David Ngo

left too early

the unheard whisper

of snow 

—David Ngo

Thomas Landgraf

passing winter...

a woman in the same carriage

sleeping

—Thomas Landgraf

Arvinder Kaur

no sound

other than birdsong

at dawn

these moments

of quiet longing

—Arvinder Kaur

Morgan Ophir

washing potatoes

the shape of

my wedding ring

—Morgan Ophir

Bill Fay

late snow

my steps

inside my father’s

—Bill Fay

unburdened

a canary sleeps

in Buddha’s hands

—Bill Fay

Anne Fox

opening petals

this dream again           

of death

—Anne Fox

Haiga by Martina Matijević

—Martina Matijević. 

Edited by Oana Maria Cercel.

 

Alvin B. Cruz

creasing the corner

of a love poem

crescent moon

—Alvin B. Cruz

 

last petal

the pause before

she loves me not

—Alvin B. Cruz

Patricia Nellene Deal

—Patricia Nellene Deal

 

Tuyet Van Do

charity supplies

a woman asks 

about free wine 

—Tuyet Van Do

Bryan Rickert

winter’s darkness

the cool of cans

from the cupboard 

—Bryan Rickert

Anam Tariq

sweet-scented roses

starting to bloom

in late twenties

—Anam Tariq

Dinah Power

sparkling crust

snow drifts

at high noon

—Dinah Power