At moon’s last silver she dug tubers of iris and split to profligate the silver meat Under star points the shriveled brown flaked and fell to decay Incongruent Eden already in cycle to spin and drop to crease an order imposed by the first woman In that tamed creation she surrendered to a sleep thoughtless and vague unordered In the tomb of her making the iris rooted […]
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Rich Thompson | moonlight, the serious moonlight
all things are in themselves and incomplete my wife is still my own and someone else my life is still my own and something else my dreams are still my own and someone else’s dreams are different things. you shake two packs of sugar out into your coffee. no one else will feel the paper in your hands or taste the creamer. no one else is walking down the road, […]
Lindsey Bellosa | Poems on parenting
When I love parenting When we sit down to lunch and I watch my words going into your eyes, when you say “my home” and I hear love in your voice, and marvel that this is a house we have made “home” for you. When you ride your new bike with careful determination, when I watch you traverse the world with enthusiasm but always come back to me, like […]
Jane Mary Curran | Tales of the cactus
Tales of the Cactus | Second Wind The Christmas cactus was lovely this year, big bunches of blossoms coming on in November, lasting ’til March when the last shriveled and fell. Outside dead oak leaves clacked in the wind. Dirty snow melted and froze again in a muddy monochrome time. One snowy spring morning, from its dormant complacency, the cactus exploded in brilliant buds of new blossoms. A vernal […]
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