To Francisco Guevara, poet, longboarder (- 28 November 2014)
By Karlo Sevilla
I don’t know you:
Was surfing and by chance rode the ad for “The Reddest Herring,”
to be launched on your first death anniversary.
To Francisco Guevara, poet, longboarder (- 28 November 2014)
By Karlo Sevilla
I don’t know you:
Was surfing and by chance rode the ad for “The Reddest Herring,”
to be launched on your first death anniversary.
Thought you died … Continue reading→
Remembering My Time As a Student (For David Blair)
By Justin Rogers
You are a River Rouge stench
creeping like a grimy greyhound
from west to east. You are remembered
for how sweet that stench … Continue reading→
Rumi Visits Sesame Street™
By Robert Wynne
He waves to Kermit with a left hand
the color felt becomes
when it’s achieved oneness
with the idea of neighborhood.
L, he says, is for the Love in … Continue reading→
Note to a Bojeski
By Nkosi Nkululeko
“I remember how I died. It was so simple!” – The late Thomas James [Bojeski]
The shallow end of a river yearns for rain. That much I know. Stilled, with echo’s … Continue reading→
A Ghost in the Apple Orchard
For Robert Frost
By Bill Gleed
Honey bees from a wild hive
Have come and gone on their way —
But the White-tailed hornets hide
in the branches
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