breaking waves
too old and sick now
for
sandcastle dreams
Pris Campbell
hare moon
from every direction
coyote
songs
Kerry J Heckman
*
tornado
hitching a ride
to
oz
Kerry J Heckman
my blind date
a no show —
total
eclipse
Alvin B. Cruz
*
summer
love unfolding my umbrella
Alvin B. Cruz
arranging ourselves
across music of the spheres
the
maestro awaits
James Penha
*
railway steps
waiting for those who seek
their
station
James Penha
supermoon
birds in trees
louder
and louder
John Zheng
*
yowling night
moon on a pine branch
wide-eyed
John Zheng
eyelashes
butterfly
wings
aflutter
Mike Gallagher
*
rustling
in
september breeze
drier leaves
Mike Gallagher
CN Tower
hidden in fog and rain ...
what remains
of my immigrant past
now
a blur to me
Chen-ou Liu
a cup of tea —
home
in every tongue
Jharna Sanyal
*
Judas tree
so many reasons
I
forgive
Jharna Sanyal
Carbon
Footprints
the
sun looks dim
with smoke all around
fierce debate
in
the conference room
for the sky to retain its blue
insects
search
space for a breath
birds
for the missed
treasure
as city sparks in neon lights
morning
whispers to the trees…
the leaves
lost their vigor
to muse with the breeze
early dawn
from
far off distance
the whales scream
not to change
the colour of the sea
neither
koel’s song
nor
hopscotch of birds
we
spend a living
with
a black sun
hanging
from the dusty sky
roaring
voice
of the rising sea …
in the lost land
the
Anthropocene defines
the sinking sun of the rising risk
Pravat
Kumar Padhy
conventional time
the day before and after
my
mother´s death
Deborah
Karl-Brandt
the fear
of covid, still stuck in mind
and heart...
even in dreams
I
look for a mask
Hassane Zemmouri