A SIMPLE MACHINE by Eric W. Schramm

A SIMPLE MACHINEThe noose that was used to hang John Brown is allegedly in the permanent collection at the Massachusetts Historical Society. Frayed and wild threadsfrom where the knife torethe rope from...

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Two Poems by Amy Ouzoonian

Anahata Heart Chakra for a New YearYou can never lose what you give away freely.—PatanjaliListen to your heartIts color is cloverBedding for lovers wakingTo...

Two Poems by Paula Essex

I Am I am like the Phoenix in mystical mythology regenerating energy amongst the ashes, strengthening my wings over shadows cast by yesterday’s doubts for today…………… I am the...

University and Professional Arts Collaborations: Mind the Gap! by Kathryn Boland

Increased partnerships between the commercial and academic worlds could strengthen the local arts sector, and contribute to the development of an arts workforce that is creative, innovative, and adaptable.

Three poems by Miriam Green

The poems in this post are part of a special section, curated by Ori Z Soltes and Robert Bettmann, The Jewish Experience. #bringthemhomeIsrael, January 2024 How...

Rehoboth Beach Memory 4/28/1982 by David R. Findley

Time to bathe al fresco watched by frosty stars and a crescent moon. I twist quickly for warmth beneath needle-like strands of hot water dispensed by an ancient...

Three Poems by Josephine Carubia

Ode to You I give you the deep attention we call          reverie.You give me time of timelessness.You have the kind...

Three Poems by Ryan Quinn Flanagan

Blonde Hair Hides as much as Killed Stories No one comes over and you imagine yourself some squeaky clean museumwith the floors waxed nightly out...

Four Poems by Amuche the Poet

Notes From a Black Figure Model I am a slave to the time. Four 5’s, break. Two 10’s, break. One 20, break. Everytime the timerticks,...

On Leave by Shari Jo LeKane-Yentumi

Only whiskey burns the sorrow as she grieves. Purple velvet once surrounded golden dreams. Both a season and a reason left on leave. Now a memory left...

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