Two Worlds A blue lake captures my soul in its unmeasured, unimaginable depths where a new world better than lands survive drinking immortality. Howling wolves pierce melancholy and the dropping leaves stuck with fever of spring bows down before the…
Emley Walk Trouser mud splats track our epic walk. Ancient lines scar the landscape, invade our souls. We trudge. Size 5 Wellies and paw prints scatter field mice, voles, birds Into the bleach boned bamboo stalks; ghosts of fertile summers…
LESLIE MCBRIDE WILE Frosted meadows and a blank, overcast sky today–the actual first day of 2015, with Italy finally back to school and work after January 6, the Feast of the Epiphany. This late return to the daily grind may…
Marine Petrossian’s antipoetry METAPHYSICS our father— I said but he didn’t let me continue rather strange— I never say our father perhaps it was a dream or maybe I was bewildered to see that he exists our father— I said…
Sacha Rosel and poetry Biography of the author. Sacha Rosel (Pescara, 1974) is an Italian writer and poet. She worked for several Italian publishing companies as a freelance manuscript reader and as a translator from English to Italian. She is…
