In the bus station
I was near enough
To be master of ceremonies,
Seeing them on their way.
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Seekers by Christopher Woods
THE WITCHES (for older children)
THE WITCHES (for older children)
In the dark forest under the haze
absent the moon’s silvery rays,
when the night is black and still
the witches hold a blackbird’s quill.
In Your Apartment for the First Time in Months by James Croal Jackson
James Croal Jackson is the author of The Frayed Edge of Memory (Writing Knights Press, 2017). His poetry has appeared in Columbia Journal
The Vampire and the Ball by Rebecca L. Snowe
Rebecca L. Snowe is a high-fantasy writer who hates cliché’s, loves the dark and gritty, and is working on becoming a tea addict.
Shielding by BiNkwana by Joshua Serutle
BiNkwana Joshua Serutle is a poet, who was born and raised outside Burgersfort in a small village of Ga-Kgwete. His work draws more attention on the streets and shifting paradigms on social issues
No Clues by Charlie Brice
Charlie Brice is a retired psychoanalyst and is the author ofFlashcuts Out of Chaos (2016), Mnemosyne’s Hand (2018), and An Accident of Blood (forthcoming), all from WordTech Editions.
Forgetting My Journal by Alexander P. Garza
Forgetting My Journal by Alexander P. Garza I did the worst thing a writer could do: Forgot to pack my journal in my bag, My book of incantations across town, I’m forced to interact, to be present. It means I have no escape, no recuse, Demeanor resembling some sense of truth, Offering a handshake, a […]
Plaid by Victoria Walters
Victoria Walters is an accomplished poet who has studied at Lafayette College in Easton Pennsylvania. Recent adventures include a study term in London MORE…
Fiddle As Once Green Perishes, Burns by Gerard Sarnat
Gerard Sarnat is a physician who’s built and staffed homeless and prison clinics as well as a Stanford professor and healthcare CEO. He won the Poetry in the Arts First Place Award plus the Dorfman Prize, and has been nominated
Walt Whitman–One Hour to Madness and Joy
The American poet Walt Whitman was is consider the first modern poet. 20th century writers build the modern movement on Whitman’s works.
Cantaloupes and Bananas by Heather Terry
How long has it been, I wonder, since we’ve shared a cantaloupe?
Since I’ve stayed over night and gotten up early to sit with you?
pantoum for the parting by Nkateko Masinga
Nkateko Masinga is a Pushcart Prize nominee and the author of three poetry collections: ‘The Sin In My Blackness’ (2015). ‘A War Within The Blood’
Depression by Sarah Litchney
Sarah Litchney is a student studying Creative Writing and English at Southern New Hampshire University.
IN THESE TIMES, EMILY, NO by Janet McCann
Journals publishing Janet McCann’s work include KANSAS QUARTERLY, PARNASSUS, NIMROD, SOU’WESTER, AMERICA, CHRISTIAN CENTURY, CHRISTIANITY AND LITERATURE, NEW YORK QUARTERLY, TENDRIL, and others
The Moon by Natalie Crick
Natalie Crick, from Newcastle in the UK, has found delight in writing all of her life and first began writing when she was a very young girl. She graduated from Newcastle University with a degree in English Literature
The Code by Ann Bracken
Ann Bracken is the author of two collections of poetry, No Barking in the Hallways: Poems from the Classroom (2017) and The Altar of Innocence (2015), She also serves as a contributing editor
Recasting by Tricia McCallum
Recasting by Tricia McCallum Disney Princesses don’t want to get married nowadays. They know their way around a bow and arrow, Eat out a lot. They’re skeptical about stepsisters, They prefer Princes that consult Rather than control. Ones that climb the stairs And not their hair. They choose Uber over horse-drawn, Waking to a smartphone Rather […]
Night Music by Anne Mikusinski
Anne Mikusinski has been writing poetry and short stories since she was seven years old and most probably making them up long before
First Ave by Jason Giltner
Jason Giltner is a writer from Minneapolis. His work has most recently appeared in McSweeney’s. He often lies awake at night considering that the Bat Signal is dependent on clouds.
Cost of forgetting by Sunil Sharma
Sunil Sharma is a college principal, freelance journalist, author and editor. Mumbai-based, he has published 19 books—solo and joint.
Kitchen Companions by Joan Kantor
Joan Kantor is the author of five poetry collections. She won First Place for poetry in The 2015 Writers Digest Self Published Book Awards for Fading Into Focus
Princess by Amanda Little Rose
Amanda Little Rose is from the small state of Rhode Island (USA). Previously, she served as Executive Editor of The Willow Literary Magazine.
Weep Willow Reeds by Konstantin Nicholas Rega
Born in Krasnoyarsk, Russia, Konstantin studies British & American Literature and Creative Writing at The University of Kent in Canterbury, England.
Instructions: On Getting Ready to Die by Gayle Kellner
Instructions: On Getting Ready to Die by Gayle Kellner Please take off my watch I won’t need time beyond the moment any longer Followed by my earrings There will be no one’s eye to catch, No partner to impress Slip off my shoes Let me put my bare feet in the grass One last time […]
The End of Winter by Adrian Slonaker
Adrian Slonaker works as a copywriter and copy editor in St. John’s, Newfoundland, Canada. Adrian’s work has appeared in Aberration Labyrinth, Squawk Back, The Bohemyth, Queen Mob’s Tea House, Pangolin Review and others.
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We’ll Go No More A-Roving–Lord Byron
George Gordon Byron, 6th Baron Byron was born in 1788 and died in 1824. He was an English poet who helped lead the Romanticism movement.
John Donne–Meditation XVII
John Donne was an English poet born in 1572. He died in 1631. Donne has had a major influence on many generations of poets especially of the metaphysical variety.
When I was a Bird–Katherine Mansfield
Kathleen Mansfield Murry was born in 1888 and died in 1923. Prominent in the modernist movement as a short fiction writing, her poetry is lesser know.
Ozymandias of Egypt by Percy Bysshe Shelley
Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)
Upon the Burning of Our House, July 10th, 1666 by Anne Bradstreet
Anne Bradstreet (1612-1672)
To Celia by Ben Jonson
Ben Jonson (1573-1637) To Celia Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I’ll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove’s nectar sup, I would not […]
A Red, Red Rose by Robert Burns
Robert Burns (1759-1796)
THANATOPSIS by William Cullen Bryant
William Cullen Bryant (1794-1878)
Remembrance by Emily Bronte
Emily Bronte (1818-1848)
Ode to Pity by Jane Austen
Jane Austen (1775-1817) Ode to Pity by Jane Austen 1 Ever musing I delight to tread The Paths of honour and the Myrtle Grove Whilst the pale Moon her beams doth shed On disappointed Love. While Philomel on airy hawthorn Bush Sings sweet and Melancholy, And the thrush Converses with the Dove. 2 Gently brawling […]
Be Strong by Maltbie Davenport Babcock
Maltbie Davenport Babcock (1858-1901)
Columbus by Joaquin Miller
Joaquin Miller (1841-1913)
THE WORLD by Lord Francis Bacon
THE WORLD by Lord Francis Bacon of Verulam The World’s a bubble, and the Life of Man Less than a span: In his conception wretched, from the womb, So to the tomb; Curst from his cradle, and brought up to years With cares and fears. Who then to frail mortality shall trust, But limns on […]
Tears Fall In My Heart by Paul Verlaine
Paul Verlaine (1844-1896) Tears Fall In My Heart by Paul Verlaine Tears fall in my heart Rain falls on the town; what is this numb hurt that enters my heart? Ah, the soft sound of rain on roofs, on the ground! To a dulled heart they came, ah, the song of the rain! Tears without […]
The West Wind by William Cullen Bryant
The West Wind by William Cullen Bryant It’s a warm wind, the west wind, full of birds’ cries; I never hear the west wind but tears are in my eyes. For it comes from the west lands, the old brown hills. And April’s in the west wind, and daffodils. It’s a fine land, the […]
Nightingales by Robert Bridges
Nightingales Robert Bridges Beautiful must be the mountains whence ye come, And bright in the fruitful valleys the streams, wherefrom Ye learn your song: Where are those starry woods? O might I wander there, Among the flowers, which in that heavenly air Bloom the year long! Nay, barren are those mountains and spent the streams: […]
Hallowe’en by Joel Benton (1896)
Pixie, kobold, elf, and sprite
All are on their rounds to-night,
In the wan moon’s silver ray