a first glimmer
through aged lead light—
new dawn
Kent Robinson
old pin oak
draped in ivy . . .
a raven’s call
Madhuri Pillai
Continue reading
gardenia at midnight
a drunken song
of scent
Maria Koukouvas
too late
questions I should have asked
my parents
Ron Chato
wineglass brimful
at dinner with her parents
surface tension
Rodney Williams
radiating circles
on a calm pond . . .
my anxiety
wanda amos
night sail
the flicker of stars
and phones
Robyn Cairns
hush of the library
a pile of books
slanted with sunlight
Vanessa Proctor
Echidna Tracks 