SILVIA PIO The morning they buried her husband, four men had to come and dig because the earth was hard as marble. It had been two days since he died. The sutrau, the sexton, had wanted to wait a bit…
Frozen Ground
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Sound, music, mystery
Michael (Dickel) Dekel, a poet and an artist SILVIA PIO (edited by) *** At the Cemetery The distraught woman bends over the disturbed ground, screaming at the man just interred there— cries of good-bye and how-could-you, pulled from deep inside,…
Viv Longley’s Tally Sheet
VIV LONGLEY Scar Tissue Mum told me I fell off my trike charging down the orchard, pretending I was a horse. I failed to gallop round the fence, and landed in the nettle patch. My skin remembers. I still reach…
The Child
SILVIA PIO Once, a man lived in this town with his wife and three children. She was always in and out of the mental asylum. He was on his boat day in and day out and, when he got home…
A poem for Ukraine in multiple translations
RICHARD BERENGARTEN I wrote this poem in 2020, immediately after hearing Olesya Zdorovetska’s extraordinary and beautiful renderings of poems by ten Ukrainian poets: Iryna Starovoyt, Olech Lysheha, Yury Izdryk, Marianna Kijanowska, Kateryna Babkina, Lyuba Yakimchuk, Yurii Andrukhovych, Halyna Kruk, and Serhiy…
Dylan’s Rolling Stone
SILVIA PIO (edited by) Like A Rolling Stone Bob Dylan 1965 “A rolling stone gathers no moss.” This saying refers to someone who is always travelling and changing jobs. These people have the advantage of having no responsibilities and cares, but…
Lichen Song and Other Poems
ARTHUR SZE Lichen Song —Snow in the air you’ve seen a crust on the ceiling wood and never considered how I gather moisture when you step out of the shower you don’t care that I respire as you breathe for…