Poem of the Week

Girl Frost by Jade Riordan Imagine an autumn view: I sit near the gauzy, sun- chilled curtains, exhaling clouds past the thin fabric. Miniature nimbostrati cling  to the blinds’ slats and afternoon- condense on the window. I…

Night Light by Fiona McPhillips Just as the veil of day begins to slip and street lights flicker on to break its fall, I see you in the shadows that are cast like stains around the flat we used to share. You reappear in…

blue flower in a vase  by Bill Nevins                       we see today that we shall die the children sing as they mourn their murdered peers dull bullets in their eyes they waste no more time in fear I would leave you  perhaps a…

A Cheap Flight After Discharge by Leonie Lacey Our mother's worry echoes in his every footstep, a slush of wet sock meeting frayed insole. A teaming fog of talk to me talk to me trails his slighter frame, chokes our hello in the…

Wabash Banner Blue  by Bill Ratner Listen to Bill Ratner reading Wabash Banner Blue A night of trees and winds  mangled sparrows  a dreamless sleep  a shutter opens  nursing in brumal air  moans of the slowing Wabash…

Moving by Ruth Quinlan There is little of me here now. The final days of sweating, bleaching  erase all but coffee rings on the table,  blushes of wine on the couch,  Blu Tack stains on walls from seven calendars. This slate…

Astronomer Seal by R.P Moran Torpedo snouted, gazing up to  battleship-grey skies. Scanning for what? Sonar singing through clouds,  fishing for stars; hungry for answers. Arria after the roadside sculpture by Andy…

Tuesday Night by Sarah O'Neill Sometimes I feel like we are two sailors lost at sea. Stranded for days, bodies slowly dissolving in salt, Overwhelmed by thirst, our lips a distant memory, We look at each other and it’s like, Jesus it…

St Rumbold’s Well In Memoriam of the Tuam Babies by Fiona Perry I was born in a field blazing with corncrake call A seed released from its casement.  The hedgerows ripped from top to bottom  When I burst into the light, entered  The…

Utah Lake by Debra Fotheringham From the porch and through the plea of gulls and warbling songbirds, I hear the rush and pulse of water  out past the shoreline. Where wild olives and cottonwoods  embrace churned waves with…