No More Either/Or
by Steve Luttrell Let’s leave it here that whole thing come like a shy intruder (a souvenir of waiting) in the unending night two days of rain
Pèlerinage
by Russ Sargent Dreaming of Petrarch’s world with its mountain laurels and green water in those streams running through the Vaucluse where Acteon
Deya—In memory of Robert Graves
by Russ Sargent I found a road through the olive grove. An empty chair at the stone table. The sea a long way down. I didn’t know what else to