Zen
garden
plucking of silk strings
resonates within
Douglas J. Lanzo
mother’s reprimand
the steady drip-drip-drip
of
autumn rain
Agus Maulana Sunjaya
tasting the moment
a bitter-sweetness
turning
seventy-five
Kathleen Vasek Trocmet
glittering sun path
between the pines
an
echoed gunshot
Kathleen
Vasek Trocmet
last cup of tea
a white dove's feather
falls
from the sky
Kathleen Vasek Trocmet
faintly heard
gu-zheng strings plucked
under this full moon
soothes the waves of longing for
my ancestors’ land an ocean apart
Lisbeth Ho
Shooter
moon
The solitude assails me
at twilight
Maria
Cristina Pulvirenti