By Barrie Levine

the wiggly lid

on her takeout cup

hazy moon

Barrie Levine

By Rupa Anand

from the dawn light

of these woods

she flies 

into the tamarind tree  

to feed her chick . . .

Rupa Anand

By Ruth Happel

lines of geese honk

flying north with the sun

rush hour

Ruth Happel

 

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whole world in snail’s shell

pulled behind him everywhere—

living the van life

Ruth Happel

By Ram Chandran

starlit night—

I tell my children

the stories grandma told me

Ram Chandran

Mark Forrester

night heron

still hunting

the day moon

Mark Forrester

Mark Gilbert

a bee, hovering

dangling her legs

in the buzz


Mark Gilbert

By evan coram

who I was and long to be

adrift

clouds with shadows

evan coram

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through oak boughs

the porch light

on and off

evan coram