All Night Long
by Ralph Angel All night long the moon is wandering behind the clouds and upon the water. All night the flickering in shop windows across an
Anima Mundi
by Thomas D. Absher Before paper, medieval writers wrote on animal skins: cattle, sheep, and goats for parchment; vellum from calves, prized for
The Feather
by Thomas D. Absher Do not make the mistake of studying alchemy before you have studied the one feather left in your yard by a raven, maybe left
Ode to Les
by Gibson Fay-LeBlanc Seventy –six, two new hips, skates that look pulled off a museum shelf. He plays with guys half his age, plus a few a
At Sea
by Gibson Fay-LeBlanc Keel I built under me, sunk deep so as not to tip or flip or let salt water rush through galley then
Standing Beside You, for Michael
by Marita O’Neill Rolling expanse of prairies, Midwest vowels, wide and flat, lumbered always through your voice, your gait, the round stone of