By Tuyet Van Do

post covid

he returns to work

coughing

Tuyet Van Do

By Bakhtiyar Amini

unexpected news

father leans against

the wall

Bakhtiyar Amini

By Daipayan Nair

funeral march—

incense

fills the street


Daipayan Nair

*

morning glory—

she smiles until

she doesn't

Daipayan Nair

By Linda Ludwig

old family album

I breathe deep —

the memories

Linda Ludwig

By Mircea Moldovan

summer dream a beast eats my thoughts

Mircea Moldovan

By David He

cool breeze

on this autumn night

I listen

to the warm whispers

of a love story

David He

*

the fresh smell

of newspaper...

my parents

sip their coffee

without any words

David He

By Joanna Ashwell

lingering

a trace of moon

in my glass

Joanna Ashwell

 

*

tranquillity

breath held

in forest stars

Joanna Ashwell

 

*

 

between seasons

words becoming

hoverflies
 

Joanna Ashwell

By Jerome Berglund

tell me how you see the world ink blot queries

Jerome Berglund

*

doodlebugging soldier of fortune
 

Jerome Berglund

By Stephen Jarrell Williams

sundown

bat flying zig-zags

eating mosquitoes

Stephen Jarrell Williams

 

*

desert nomad

night dancing under the moon

humming old songs

Stephen Jarrell Williams

By Keith Evetts

by Keith Evetts

By Rp Verlaine

hot cup of tea

has all the answers

in the moonlight

Rp Verlaine

By Roberta Beach Jacobson

silkworms

in mulberry tree . . .

threads for kimono

Roberta Beach Jacobson

By Susanna Gilbert

Split like a dagger.

Nature and clouds draw our eyes.

From past to present.

Susanna Gilbert  

                                                             Photo c. Susanna Gilbert

By Rob McKinnon

floods recede—

discarded households

on muddy mounds

Rob McKinnon

By Angiola Inglese

dinner alone .…

counting and recounting

moons and days

Angiola Inglese

By Amoolya Kamalnath

pedaling

the lake boat

fog overtakes


Amoolya Kamalnath

By Roberta Beach Jacobson

birdsong

Buddha can’t stop

laughing

Roberta Beach Jacobson

By Theresa A. Cancro

bruises

the color of amethyst —

he says he loves me

Theresa A. Cancro

By Susan Burch

a dirt canal

where the river

used to run

how long

did you think

I’d wait for you

Susan Burch

By Maya Daneva

family Bible

the names my dad entered

and those he did not

Maya Daneva

By Madeleine Vinluan

the moon glows

I look closely

it is crying

Madeleine Vinluan

By John J. Dunphy

inner city Fourth

firecrackers

then gunshots

John J. Dunphy

By Douglas J. Lanzo

Land of the Rising Sun

yellow iris

tinged by dawn

Douglas J. Lanzo

By Priti Khullar

women’s day

she chooses to yell

not whimper

Priti Khullar

By Deborah Karl-Brandt

laughter…

her imaginary friend

tells his best joke

Deborah Karl-Brandt

By Mike Gallagher

a few wisps

lightly drawn over

baldness
 

Mike Gallagher

By Sarah Davies

a life —notes scrawled in handwriting you no longer understand

Sarah Davies

By Amrutha Prabhu

a tree within a seed within a tree ... forest within 

Amrutha Prabhu