Category / Poetry / 2020 / Spring 2020 / 2020 / Spring 2020 Poetry
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Plunge – Kate Wallace Rogers
Everydays like this one, I can’t wait to find my way around the bend, to a lonely patch all by myself. I strip down, slip down into briny deliciousness cool plunge under, get to know my own sensual self, way below aqualayers I’m alive. Euphoric green, underwater pristine as far as the body can see,…
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On Learning that NASA Has Military Connections – Chris Kaiser
He studies the night sky with an eye Toward the blinding majesty of dark sparkles That pop in and out of existence Like inchoate dreams of teenaged boys Wanting to know the unknowable. The peace of the solitary moon calls to him, And the ghost of Neil Armstrong hugs him, Kisses him goodnight, Even as…
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Sun God – John C. Krieg
I am the egg yoke That draws nourishment From the white light of the heavens I am fire and gasses and intense heat Hungry to burn myself out I was here before you And will still be here Long after you are gone I am the hope of your children There is no future without…
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the girl who sees her truest self – Ashley Blake
Ashley Blake is a multidisciplinary artist who is passionate about bridging cultural and ethnic gaps. You can easily find her listening to Korean R&B while scouring through editorial photography or sewing a costume for an upcoming shoot. Her work explores the spaces between reality and fantasy, crossing cultural spheres, seeking to explain the things…
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Shinrin-Yoku – Bryce Saucier
Bryce Saucier is a Director and Cinematographer based in Houston, TX primarily focused on music videos and narrative work.
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Let’s Play – Emanuela Franco
Artist’s Name: Emanuela Franco Year: 2007 Brazilian Journalist, with more than ten years of experience within Brazil and Europe (Portugal, Spain, France, Germany, Italy, Slovenia and United Kingdom). Develops the “Let’s Play” (Vamos Brincar”) photographic project through records of images of children playing outdoors. The photojournalism project “Let’s Play” aims to record images of children…
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Ghosts of Dōgen, So Above as Below, and Our Own Shadows in the Air – Aaron Lelito
Ghosts of Dōgen So Above as Below Our Own Shadows in the Air Aaron Lelito is a visual artist and writer from Buffalo, NY. In his photographic work, he is primarily drawn to the patterns and imagery of nature. His images have most recently been published in The Esthetic Apostle and The Hand Magazine. He…
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Knowledge Vs. Evil – Theresa Pisani
Theresa Pisani is a fine artist living in wine country California. After college she spent 4 years as a muralist working on the background scenes behind the animal exhibits at a wildlife museum. She also worked as a commercial artist in illustration and animation. Her work as a fine artist gradually developed into symbolism and…
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Miami Docks – Timothy F Phillips
Timothy F Phillips was born on a bitterly cold day in January 1963 in the hills of Northern Pennsylvania an old coal town. He stands as a self-taught primitive/ naïve artist. He was coloring on paper before He learned to read and write, his drawing consisting of the surrounding mountains valleys and streams with farmhouses…
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Transitory Space, Toronto, Canada – Leah Oates
Cedarvale 2b Cedarvale 3c Leah Oates recently had a solo and several group shows in Toronto 2019 at Black Cat Artspace and recently had additional group shows in Toronto at the Gladstone Hotel, John. Aird Gallery, Connections Gallery, Propeller Gallery, Arta Gallery and at the Papermill Gallery. Oates has a solo shows planned in Toronto…
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The Broken – A. Gregory Frankson
the beautifully brave are like brittle birch bark bent by blows borne with breath bated, barely able to maintain emotional communion with the vibrations innate to their souls and when pressure exerted on their reed of society bends it to the breaking point and no other option remains they snap like the click of a…
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Recovery – Kate Tagai
Kate Tagai is a graduate of Vermont College. Her essays can be read in Hawaii Pacific Review, Stonecoast, Inkfully, and Trampset. Her art can be found at Glow in the Woods and Adventures of a Grieving Mother.
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A Strange and Wondrous Place – Fox and Bones
What’s it all worth anyway? Can you measure life in numbers and if so What’s a fair rate of exchange? Do you know the price point for each new breath that you take? How long does this ride last? Is there really any difference between our future and our past? We’re going through changes, well…
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The Ocean – Amanda Tumminaro
I was wed to the ocean, deeply. It was tranquil like a graveyard, but it made for a good listener, as I wanted a coffee confidante. But now the waves just welcome me in, with a curl of a palm, and one hiccup, and it’s done, and now it is time for sink or swim.…
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Plastic Layer and Colorado – Michelle Kim
Plastic Layer Colorado Michelle Kim is a 10th grader attending Seoul International School in South Korea. She is currently preparing her art portfolio in preparation to apply to universities.
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Explorer – Ellie Ko
Ellie Ko is a Sophomore attending Hong Kong International School. She is currently working on her portfolio for university. She loves to express herself in several mediums but is currently making a series in acrylic paint.
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Three Poems – John C. Mannone
Ruach Soft grasses kneel at your breath. The rustle of your small still voice in a breeze through a field of lilies incense their petals, stirs your whisper against the face of my soul. I thirst for the moisture of your words, taste the earth-rich rill in the air flavored with pine—my lips sated, …
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Cancer Root – Harrison Pyros
The summer I planted bougainvillea in our backyard, my father was diagnosed with cancer. From the cheery associate at Lowe’s, I learned bougainvillea was a rapid-growing, hard-to-kill type of plant, perfect for swallowing up the ugly cement wall behind our house. I watered and watched the raspy green vines crawl their way across the wall,…
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Huellas – Mike Sandoval
Llegó la hora de mirarnos el cuarto de espejos se rompió. ¿Cuánto vale el corazón que nunca me darás? Y bien, es hora de escucharnos la vida ya se adelantó. ¿Cuánto vale la razón que nunca me darás? Huellas que se van y no regresarán. Entre el bien y el mal no existe la verdad.…
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Happiness Is Priceless – desmond
Verse 1 I got a new ride while shopping for happiness I didn’t want anyone in it to make a mess It was too nice for them This one was such a gem Then I get a limo like my friend’s to wine and dine It’s so much nicer and bigger than mine Pre Chorus…