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Begin again.

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by Diana Morley.

Take one. A party—
a couple talking cornerwise
shading their eyes
from the lowering sun,
she in a peach sheath
he in creased khakis
melted sunlight
on her dry baguette slice
showing the party’s over.

Take two. Begin again.
Shaman drum slow
rising over the mundane
while earth’s molten core
pulls our feet down to reality
the whole crowd in prayer
talking as slow as
an iceberg moves
through thawing seas.

Take three. Begin again.
Icy gusts thrusting
bare branches together
to the rusty squeak
of a tramming clothesline.
The darkening sky holding
a few puffy bright clouds
the choice clear—to freeze
or surrender to downpour.

South Loudon St., Sunday Afternoon.

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by Sean Murphy. Sights unseeable, or striving to be unseen, Sunday being the day of rest. Humans hidden or missing in inaction, dispersed like a bombed-out anthill, sucking on poison fumes and marinating in distress—followed by unconcern. A steady scent of sun-baked urine spiced up, at times, by freshly sparked spliffs, gang-greened grass drowning in […]

A Dangerous Scent.

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by Barry Vitcov. Sitting on a creek-side boulder just after daybreak. Light filtering through dewy air like sprinkles on a donut. It’s cool, crisp, and green as he watches for a pair of river otters seen the day before when the fog would not retreat. He is being still, shoulders relaxed, a non-aggressive posture allowing […]

Not to Style the Bouquets.

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by Benjamin White.   There is a Zen moment too often lost In the exhaust at the end of the day When the body’s dismay must pay the cost Of being tossed into the tattered fray Where the way we treat ourselves is mindless Without the kindness of being aware And the nothing-there forms a […]

The Happiness Masterpiece.

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by Stephen Mead. Take the pain out of painter. Take the pain out of painting – No need for Guernica. No need for Orwellian warnings, cautionary. But how to choose bliss this time with so much awareness of the other? How not to channel suffering and still have catharsis, a breakthrough by ordinariness, senses attentive […]

Is it difficult?

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by Pulkita Anand. clouds cross the borders silence stays everywhere unflowing the description of food is one of hunger in the crevices of silence the letter of karma, dharma and shame frayed in the fight the unending days with dark nights carrying the salt river the light is at a distance, and it is pouring […]

Scots pine and sea spray.

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by Cliff Beck. We’ve travelled many years to discover that we’re here where the air carries a bouquet of Scots pine and sea spray prompting memories of endless days on mountains, moorland and seashore; the immensity and intensity of it all making us feel so ephemeral, so small. Remember summer days spent under the trees, […]

Inuit (from “My Life with Dogs”).

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by Tod Davies. It was a real community, the place I had chosen. I found that out, bit by bit, day by day. Happy helped. He was indeed a happy dog, gregarious to a fault. In those days, more than three decades ago, my little alpine valley was a sparsely populated place. It was a […]

Vagabond Awareness.

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by Benjamin White. The emotional imprints Of the past Impact the frequencies Of the soul Tuning in dreams Until previous lives Are reconnected To shared experiences While seeking The familiarity Of spirits Once-and-always touching, Close and joined To the point Of being The same consciousness, Although split By time and space On the parallels Of […]

Riga Stories.

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by Nick Armbrister.   Riga Pot Luck In combat it was pot luck who lived or died. Especially in a global war without end. Training, will power, skill and luck only went so far. The Grim Reaper struck without warning. There was only so much to be done. Do an extra five minutes of pre-flight […]