Peace how beautiful the feet of whom publishes peace allow a pound of peace per couple peace has a gentleness about it; peace can’t withstand the heat peace is temperamental in Palermo, peace, though smothered, is so tender tender without being mushy. peace reminds us of Spring in Florence Bookmark It
Archives: Poetry
The Third Area Poetry Readings
Part One – May 21st To a certain extent poetry has become like a tree falling in the forest: usually there is no one around to hear it. This is further evidence of the decline of civilization and – make no mistake – by extension, this area of decline is everyone’s loss, just like the [...]
GOT POETRY
Mexican Light a poem by Kate Gale Went to Mexico. Curved sweet tequila light. Lay on blankets on the beach, washed our mouths in the morning. Ate olives with sunshine. Avocados. Street vendors sold popsicles. If someone had a hotel room, we all showered. Our spectacular young bodies curved under water. Our breasts moons. The [...]
poem in LA
in those streets, amid the honking and blaring, shouts and cries a butterfly attracted by the yellow lane lines thinks there is sustenance, it floats downward like an autumn leave ignoring traffic noise the homeless woman who mutters and raises a fist skyward with it’s sole purpose it’s singular attraction the monarch flutters [...]
GRAND AGAIN
Foreword by Stan Lerner: Last August I found myself at the Northern tip of Michigan on Mackinac Island. Famous for fudge and horse drawn carriages, no cars are allowed to drive on the island, I sat on the porch of the Grand Hotel in suit and tie and wrote a poem. Consider this a downtownster [...]
