Saturn Rising At this hour Saturn hangs Left of Corvus, center stage Just above the tree tops in the cold southeastern sky. Innocent enough: A pretty little planet. Why would the ancients have him eat his children? And why the pull, the heavy weight he hauls Across the sky, dragging with him His dreadful mission along with My good mood? Mood, of course, is nonsense, we all know. Nothing more […]
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Martin Willitts, Jr. | What is a man?
A man used to be measured by his calluses. All work and no play made him dull before his time. His hands were gnarled more than tree root, more arthritis than hands. Bitter and broken a few times, a few removed by machines they never could understand. What was lost was regained by learning what they needed when bad things happened. The more calluses the more a man. This is […]
Donna DiCello | Zenith
Orion, a nebula shimmering in anticipation and prospect, simple, like van Gogh’s brushstrokes, righting its alignment. Spirited unfolding, black then blue then yellow, forming something intimate and recognizable. Night turns to dream shawl and velvet, silvery strands of water and horizon, I stand there watching, as day appears in a single eruption, as the sun shines as if for the first time. The constellation leads out into day a rendering […]
Lauren Zablinger | Manic libido and more
Manic Libido I draw heated breaths pauses break… between our moons of desire and unleashed lust that could destroy us self-restraint and yearning slice between us betrayal /faithfulness yet the want grows… urges climb like ivy twisting our appetites weakening our resolve we are left with aching for what will never be lost in space moons orbiting backwards never finding our star… *** *** Brooms I write to sweep the […]
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