Some Are Not Meant For This World September 20, 2020December 20, 2020Nolo Segundo 0 This was written after reading about a woman suffering from depression who was released from a hospital without anyone calling her relatives. Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
Review of Flowers, all sorts in blossom, figs, berries, and fruits forgotten June 21, 2020September 20, 2020Ryan Brinkhurst 0 A review of Review of Flowers, all sorts in blossom, figs, berries, and fruits forgotten, a book of poetry by Oisin Breen. Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
A Fitful Dream June 21, 2020September 20, 2020Scott Stephens 0 Some sleepless ruminations Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
Warrior Spirit June 21, 2020September 20, 2020M.T. Bennett 0 In the spirit of William Ernest Henley’s poem “Invictus.” This poem is a call to action, a dare to face trial and overcome. Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
sunday mourning June 21, 2020September 20, 2020Edward Canavan 0 temples and fragments strewn about the clouds Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
What am I drunk on… June 21, 2020September 20, 2020Rosa Arlotto 0 Inspired by a prompt that was handed down to me. The fact of the matter is that poetry and literature are an escape to the realities of the world. Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
Love in the Time of COVID June 21, 2020September 20, 2020David O'Connor 0 “Love in the time of COVID” is a meditation in the midst of a crisis on feelings of powerlessness and the human spirit. Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
the triumph of the autonomic June 21, 2020September 20, 2020RC deWinter 0 Addressing COVID 19. Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
In A Land Where You Are Not Loved June 21, 2020September 20, 2020John Grey 0 America in the Middle East Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
Camera Obscura June 21, 2020September 20, 2020Stephen Mead 0 As a mixed-media artist of the outsider school my writing, whether “experimental” or lucid must stem from a place of emotional resonance. Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
Misandroid’s Missteps June 21, 2020September 20, 2020Mary Mills 0 Words drop, disconnect and die. Yet the babbling blather continues. Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
making it palatable March 20, 2020June 21, 2020RC deWinter 0 Coffee as a metaphor for life. Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
I Never Knew Her March 20, 2020June 21, 2020Scott Stephens 0 For Anne Sexton. Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
What things was all important March 20, 2020June 21, 2020Rosa Arlotto 0 A poem about extinction. Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
Hands in the River March 20, 2020June 21, 2020John Tustin 0 A poem about blood and darkness. Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...
What I call poetry March 20, 2020June 21, 2020Sofia Kioroglou 0 A poem about poetry Share this:FacebookBlueskyThreadsEmailMoreLinkedInRedditPocketTelegramPinterestWhatsAppTumblrPrintMastodonNextdoorXLike this:Like Loading...