Parallel Lines
“Still, the habit in Belfast grows/ Like a DeLorean/ Doing the white lines in the road.” Poem of the Week (October 1), by Eamonn Stewart.
Read More“Still, the habit in Belfast grows/ Like a DeLorean/ Doing the white lines in the road.” Poem of the Week (October 1), by Eamonn Stewart.
Read More“They were as powerful as they were exotic, the ghosts/ of terror, His omniscience, the flapping of stained sheets/ just out of sight.” Weekend poem, by Holly Day.
Read More“Close up, her face/ dissolves into blank squares./ She does not know anymore/ who she is.” Poem of the Week (September 24), by Athena Kashyap.
Read More“Silence/ approaches/ from the/ left side of the/ d o o r…” Weekend poem, by Ronojoy Sircar
Read More“The sea/ is slate, still. What passes for light/ weighs heavy on you.” Poem of the Week (September 17), by Mark J. Mitchell
Read More“It was lovely to/ spend those moments lessening my/ own loneliness.” Weekend poem, by Darren C. Demaree.
Read More“In winter the school year begins,/ we play gili danda and oonch neech/ in the schoolyard,/ We race home till our legs hurt…” Poem of the Week (September 10), by Rakhshan Rizwan.
Read More“tadpoles appeared—/ small, slippery as sperm,/ sliding through fingers.”
Weekend poem, by Athena Kashyap.
“Names and butterflies flutter around/ while the literati picnic on the grass.” Poem of the Week (September 3), by Anatoly Kudryavitsky
Read More“She knows how solitude vases the rose stems/ of unspoken needs.”
Weekend poem, by Charles F. Thielman.