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Poets are the shadows of birds

1 December, 2012 от · No comments

Faryad Shiri Photo: It’sGreg Poets are the shadows of birds Seeking on the earth Birds are poets’ dreams Free in the sky

The burning moon

22 October, 2012 от · 1 comment

Faryad Shiri Photo: Peter Rosbjerg Let’s return to our dreams Damaged for lots of homes And place no one even though those who are like nothing Look there ! Beyond the mirror Moon is burning Didn’t you say no fighting?

The mirror

16 October, 2012 от · No comments

Faryad Shiri Photo: Jessica Keating Photography You think the mirror has passed the dream edge at the time that loneliness is going home untouched And a note is left from you beside the mirror With some dried roses leaves Instead of sign I know That’s the remedy of my cries

Theatre of the Absurd

28 October, 2011 от · No comments

Photo: Calliope Diavolo I am the only stage director and I need to: gather all my unconscious perceptions and form them in words; my whole life – I need to hang it out like washing to dry in the sun of my mind. With my imagination I stage a “Tosca”. My sole audience – sensory […]

Would you like to be my lover?

14 September, 2010 от · No comments

Maria Lipiskova Translation by Ludmila Yordanova Photo: woodleywonderworks To bring bombs to certain places. Slowly. Descending into deep crevices. Slowly. Filling them up with your hands. And exitting. Slowly. Placing words. At certain places. While shielding yours eyes. And walking away. Slowly. To hear the explosions?


4 September, 2010 от · 2 comments

Julie Barbour Photo: kcdstm I heard someone sing: To love is to bury and at the time misunderstood,


8 August, 2010 от · No comments

Julie Barbour Photo: aturkus Each morning I woke to an ocean of snow and its gray sunless sky. I walked down the black staircase and fed myself in the kitchen, handed the dogs my scraps, cleaned my own plate, then walked up the dark stairs to the room where the winter wind snarled.

Lonesome Star

27 July, 2010 от · No comments

Julie Barbour Photo: ciadefoto I long for you, the sad heat of your skin, the flakes of skin in your hair, your shallow breath when you sleep, your sour breath haunting the room. I long for your voice, grouchy, uncertain,

When the Medicine Wasn’t Working

8 July, 2010 от · No comments

Julie Barbour Photo: 11259551@N02 I chased the sun into the horizon until it fell away then chased the moon, howling in my loneliness. The doctor said to give it two weeks but who has time to wait

Literary Term of the Week – Persona Poem

18 March, 2010 от · 1 comment

Frank X Walker holds an MFA in Writing from Spalding University and honorary Doctorate degrees from University of Kentucky and Transylvania University. He has lectured, conducted workshops, read poetry and exhibited at over 300 national and international conferences. He is a founding member of the Affrilachian Poets, author of four poetry collections, editor of two […]

Until They Wake

18 September, 2009 от · 1 comment

JoAnn LoVerde-Dropp Photo: zappowbang I’ll sit here reading until they wake and tie small knots along a string of the nubby quiet kept for quiet’s sake. I’ll sit here reading until they wake breathy syllables loosed in their sway by now words stacked high and teetering but I’ll sit here reading until they wake and […]

Cross Road on Your Road – Dedication to Heath Ledger

22 January, 2009 от · 1 comment

Yassen Vassilev Photo: popelegantiarum O crazy royal jester O crippled circus clown O sad harlequin without company O fool of funerary carnivals O crumpled joker without deck

Things Found In the Wreckage of Angel 1508

14 January, 2009 от · 1 comment

Jerry Ratch Photo: chefranden A canister of unused laughter taken from the mouth of a baby not yet born A splinter of wood from a cross, perfectly preserved in dark tea taken from the belly of a dead Irishman A milky vial of smog taken from the air of Los Angeles circa 1965 A lock […]