Andrena Zawinski: Twilit Sonnet
In twilight’s dusky backstreets and muted alleys, the dispossessed huddle for the evening in boxes or sleeping bags, under freeways, at doorways, inside storage bins. They retreat to the … Continue reading
Andrena Zawinski: Rafts
Sun spills silver stars of light along rippling summer waves. A string of pelicans wing the horizon, light in flight for all their heft. Children squeal and squirm inside … Continue reading
Andrena Zawinski: The Disappeared
for Mayra Solis, Rosanna King, Kavitha Sreeharsha, Rafia Hussain Across the sprawling green of lawn commemorating another Dias de Los Muertos, pink crosses stagger the walk for the murdered women … Continue reading
Andrena Zawinski: Singing Bird Haibun
“Sitting quietly, doing nothing, spring comes, and the grass grows by itself.” Basho . It is not a steely-eyed egret nor heft of pelican but just a singing bird that … Continue reading
Andrena Zawinski: Dancing with Neruda’s Bones
Neruda, only known to me in the poet’s words–– I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul–– Neruda’s bones … Continue reading
