Category: Poetry

Poems by Laura M Kaminski

An-Nur: Taking Flight for Jennifer Stokley   The job description of a human being begins unfolding in a place of safety, nest in a cavity thirty feet up in   a tree. Wood-duck hatchings spend their early days waiting...

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Poem by Shuhrid Shahidullah

FLASHES. . . 1 In her eyes I see a fractured sky Mirroring the clouds of mine 2 Head off The shadow heading to his body Found himself in the headlines   3 Silent trees,silenter fruits Often ask each other name Through the...

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Poem by Jack Little

Dance of Night Night’s music is bittersweet tomorrow remains unpromised   Earth faces moon – all constant, she turns her back in waves   stars observe, purr, and kiss long-dead stellar corpses crooning  ...

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Poems by Okuwoga Eyimofe

FROM THE ILLUSORY   Yesterday, I slept on Mama’s breasts And I was prisoner to delusive thoughts Illusory reality was a prisoner too, Prisoner of my mind, of my eyes   Yesterday, the night mirage turned My mind into phantom...

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Poem by Fariq Yusoff

Recurring   A yellow hue crept under my eyelids, Formatting my sight, tuning my ears, A repetition of blinks, before I stretch and sit, Another arid day wishing to just disappear,   The blandness of the Day, An...

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Poems by Joshua Cole

House of Shadows I stand upon a threshold of a house haunted by promises, empty and fruitless, inhabitants hide in long shadows, a gray film of ignorance covers their eyes, slugs slither up the inside of their arms, stopping...

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Poems by Devon Balwit

The Phases of Sleep   My dog sickles and rounds in my bed. No almanac predicts his phases; I learn by feel.  When he curls a perfect circle, I sleep well, feet warmed by his glow. Round dog means a harvest of dreams. But...

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Poems by Margaret Saine

Rondeau in Winter   “like a worm, was I wrapt round and round”                                                       Edward Young   A feather on the Polished marble floor Of the train station   Life in...

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Poems by Agbaakin O. Jeremiah

Lycanthropes   She told me, she fears the night for then, all banished monsters retreat out of nowhere, recycled into the mind: daylight guilt drift in as swans in swarms, offshore to roost.   Werewolves of be slain...

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