Category: Poetry
Cartwheeling Spiders
by Jenny McBride No time for the eight-step these spiders are taking the desert as if by skateboard, cruising acrobatically, they are the handspring wheels of n...
Time-Series Analysis of Trumpeter Swans
by Robin Chapman The New York cygnets are being trained to follow a man dressed upas a robot wearing an aviation helmet, goggles, and carrying a boom-boxplaying...
Horse Tradition
by Mary Wlodarski Like all tradition, a habit becomes ritual. Soon humans forget why we started. It could be the practice of checking a gate, or filling extra w...
Look, a Lizard!
by Rick Kempa or rather, the lizard, my neighbor (not my “pet”) who, like me, spends the day moving in and out of the sun, I with my lawn chair, he (less laden)...
Two poems by J V Birch
Bat And then a bat __________________swoops from a tree _________________________________________its wingspan sharp _________________________________________&am...
Emptying Nest
by Bonnie Riedinger In their dawn state Twig legs teeter On the cusp of flight or plummet. Poised, but flustered They hover above Ouroboros Coiled dark, Bound s...
The Blue of April
by Jean Atkin I stepped into April & a bee flew laden over the Abraham, Isaac & Jacob & the black cat shone like grass & drank from the pond whe...