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Kate Daniels: The Poem

Niobe had just lost her son.
To help herself, she read a poem
to those assembled in the funeral home

January 25, 2023 · 9 Comments

James Crews: New Year

It’s so cold on this January morning
the condensation in the corner of each window
has frozen to the glass, cannot be wiped away.

January 19, 2023 · 9 Comments

Chard deNiord: See How Brightly The Leaves Fall With Grief

How long then short the days grow across the Earth.

January 15, 2023 · 8 Comments

Bhikshuni Vasetthi: Oh, My Heart

I called out to my grief and drew it toward me.
I held my grief and gently rocked it.
Shh, I said. There, there. There, there.

January 13, 2023 · 4 Comments

Larry Levis | At the Grave of My Guardian Angel: St. Louis Cemetery, New Orleans

And without beauty, Bakunin will go on making his forlorn & unreliable little bombs in the cold, & Oswald will adjust   
The lenses on the scope of his rifle, the one
Friend he has carried with him all the way out of his childhood,
The silent wood of its stock as musical to him in its grain as any violin.

January 8, 2023 · 12 Comments

Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer: An Open Thank You Letter to Kristen Who Works at the Cemetery

There are moments so flooded with tenderness
every wall around our heart collapses
from the beauty of it

January 4, 2023 · 20 Comments

Michelle Bitting: Now at Holiday Time I Think About the Moment I Heard You Passed On

a stone’s throw from lots
where talented Sharon Tate expired and Jim Morrison
fluttered psychedelic, fiery birds rising from the boulevard
of broken wings

December 23, 2022 · 7 Comments

Barbara Crooker: Star of Wonder, Star of Light

It’s Christmas, the year before the accident, when the earth
still seemed fixed.  My husband and children are hanging
lights on the big pine tree

December 21, 2022 · 7 Comments

Michael Simms: The Pecan Grove

he taught me
the geometry of carpentry
the mysteries
of plumbing, told me
dirty jokes

December 17, 2022 · 22 Comments

Peter Makuck: Tiger Swallowtails

clusters of fluttering wings
yellow with black stripes
in and out
of the white and orange lantana

December 13, 2022 · 7 Comments

Wayne Karlin: Butch in Autumn

Run ahead again,
old friend,
I’ll catch up with you later.

December 6, 2022 · 13 Comments

Laure-Anne Bosselaar: Earbug

Ah, it’s back. It hadn’t hummed in my head for years —
that achingly joyful accordion tango.

December 5, 2022 · 7 Comments

Nancy Krygowski: “Here’s a Partial List of Mass Shootings in the United States So Far This Year”

Here’s the full list of the people the murdered have kissed.
Here’s a pair of slippers made of birds’ beaks, ear plugs made of screams.

November 30, 2022 · 19 Comments

Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer: The Prayers

I had not imagined drowning 
was the way to reach the shore.

November 27, 2022 · 17 Comments

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