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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 […]

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, […]

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 […]

Back into Paradise.

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by David Selzer. ‘They shall fall by the sword: they shall be a portion for foxes’. PSALM 63, VERSE 10, KING JAMES BIBLE Walking through Borough Market one Friday night, past bagged litter, cacophonous wine bars, themed eateries, and food waste in gutters, I saw, trotting across Cathedral Street, seemingly following the arrow to the […]

Sublime.

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by Marissa Bell Toffoli. There are treasure hunters out on the coldest days in pursuit of snowflakes. A camera fine-tuned to catch what the eye can’t, a poem fit to share a secret. A snowflake in solitary glory, crystallized lines, spokes and circles preserved– an image we can keep. The snowflake itself lasts only seconds […]

A rainbow arcing over.

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by Diana Morley. Just moved in when she knocks on my door. I open it looking above a short older woman with deep red lipstick and dyed hair. She offers a basket of tangerines and a Baby Ruth bar while welcoming me, assuring me she’s available if I need help, or for company at local […]