By Kerry J Heckman

sitting 

across from buddha

sitting
 

Kerry J Heckman

Pris Campbell

mornings

without birdsong

barred, too

from words of love

as my deafness deepens

Pris Campbell

By Chris Langer

the spotted dragonfly

in turn

spots me

Chris Langer

By Rupa Anand

paddy cut—

he anoints his sickle

with sandalwood paste

Rupa Anand

 

(veneration of instruments used in harvesting is common in India)

By Agus Maulana Sunjaya

wrestling

with the starless sky

an old windmill

Agus Maulana Sunjaya

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our talk

getting heavier

autumn rain

Agus Maulana Sunjaya

By Simon De Courcey

no footprints –

just the clacking gossip

of grey pebbles

Simon De Courcey

By Patricia Furstenberg

old wooden door

like a pining widow

hugged by sunset

Patricia Furstenberg