Family Cemetery
by Bill Edmondson A clash of whirling galaxies Utter their light through the black of the brain Of a man standing among bones and dust In a weedy
The Friends I Loved and Left Behind after Elizabeth Bishop
by Mariela Griffor A farewell to a dear friend is never enough. We must bring him flowers, songs with spinning words and good wishes. We must
Explaining Efflorescence
by Nina Bennett The chemist: Water seeps through the brick, dissolves salts, evaporates, leaves a white crystalline deposit on the surface. The
Glimpse to Marlene, September 2011
by David Filer The slough is finally calm, and in the last light, the palisades are doubled, white mist dissipating twice. I was afraid for us
There Used To Be Gentlemen
by Maria DiLorenzo who handled their women like art in a museum, forbidden to touch, yet sometimes slyly touched, my grandfather in 1945 kissing
The Secret, Painting by William Bouguereau
by Polly Giantonio Her shoulder, soft and full as a swan’s breast, illumines homely features in graceful symmetry — ivory beauty with reticent