Equarium strange by Dr. Narendra Kumar Arya
Equarium strange by Dr. Narendra Kumar Arya Around the lame-lit fogginess Dark figures are swimming They have the heads Eyes
Every Day Poems
Equarium strange by Dr. Narendra Kumar Arya Around the lame-lit fogginess Dark figures are swimming They have the heads Eyes
A Patriarchally Deteriorating Company Versus “Don’t Go Policy” by Sarah Gamutan Superiors stuck in corridors, half blind to us wee
Freda Kahlo’s Cry by Laura Solomon Today the ghost of me attended My own exhibition at the Tate Modern. All
Child Among Metal Sculptures by DWE Scott Roll the metal sculptures out; Shake out their gnarled limbs; Loosen their terrible
Paper Birches by Glen Sorestad The clump birches beside the lakeshore are slowly peeling off their papery attire like well-practised
The Poetry of You by Keith T. Hoerner The lines of your body The metered beats of your breath The
share cropping by Corey Kirby I remember who I am; southern bales of hay, blond strands of cornfields growing long
Hawk by Andrew Demcak Wings open, wind-carried, an angel’s book. Talons ready to change music to that of funeral dirge.
Neon on the Outskirts at the Break of Dawn by Allan Safarik Washed out neon in the morning sun like
Poem Found in a Wood by Ian Dudley the low sun turns puddles into sheets of sky indigo where the