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“On Virginia Woolf’s Mrs Dalloway” June day in London, Death beckons at a party-- Will she choose to live? II. “On Oscar Wilde’s Lady Windermere’s Fan” Trading epigrams, Seeing stars from the gutter-- Who is “bad” or “good”? III. “On Henrik Ibsen’s A Doll’s House” A toy no longer, Nor a wife or a mother-- She slams the door shut. Margaret D. Stetz is the Mae and Robert Carter Professor of Women's Studies at the University of Delaware, as well as being a poet whose work has appeared recently in a variety of journals, including Dark Matter, Review Americana, Kerning, Mono, West Trestle Review, A Plate of Pandemic, Azure, Existere, and the Journal of Women, Gender, and Families of Color.  a murder of crows on a wire converse loudly then fly, verdict reached R.D. Ronstad writes mainly humor pieces and poetry. His work has appeared at Defenestration, Points in Case, Robot Butt, Bindweed Magazine, Lighten Up Online and many other online sites. A native Chicagoan, he currently lives in Phoenix, Az.  new-mown grass smells like yesterday, before the fall before the troubles R.D. Ronstad writes mainly humor pieces and poetry. His work has appeared at Defenestration, Points in Case, Robot Butt, Bindweed Magazine, Lighten Up Online and many other online sites. A native Chicagoan, he currently lives in Phoenix, Az.  summer winds tickle leaves into silver-rippled laughter, twinkling stars Liz Kornelsen is a prairie poet from Winnipeg, Manitoba and the author of Arc of Light and Shadow: Poems with Art. To dance lightly on the earth in solitude, with other humans, or with other forms of nature, is one of her greatest joys.  Cicadas Sing cicadas singing strong drink and a warmer night summer, welcome home Summer Ditty crickets play a tune outside the window, bright moon Shining through the night Michelle Olivier is a registered nurse by day and a poet by night. When she's not saving lives, she has her nose in a book or a pen in her hand.  Dusk colors the sky; a precocious preschooler. Look! It earned a star. Art; life flat-lining. Seventeen beats. Three straight lines. Heart breaking. Yours. Mine. Light/dark. Different? Two sides of the same thin coin. Dawn; like night and day. Renate Wildermuth's poetry has been published by The Postcard Press, Poetry Jumps off the Shelf and the online journals Mannequin Envy and Literary Mama. She is a freelance writer for The Albany Times Union. Her articles have also appeared in Adirondack Life Magazine, The San Francisco Chronicle, The Miami Herald, and The Charlotte Observer. She has been a commentator for North Country Public Radio and have appeared on New Hampshire Public Radio’s Word of Mouth program. Her creative nonfiction has been published by Syracuse University’s journal Stone Canoe. She teaches German at Shippensburg University in Pennsylvania.  crushed a lanternfly beautiful harmful creature please don’t kill the trees warm summer morning each dewdrop is a prism shattered by footsteps shaft of white moonlight spikes the fine lines of her face it should be raining  sun kissed early summer's sun broken by my sago palm retribution burns cabin dance hot, sweaty, sticky your perspiration now mine you dance next to me Sabrina Sanchez is a writer and artist living in Charleston, SC. The former Editor-in-Chief of The Troubadour, she is currently working on her first chapbook, all my dead birds.  Tea Time the perfect moment one pot of tea, two teacups, and a rose garden First Song a startling sound robins sing to fading stars just before dawn breaks Gibbous a separate thing far above this wilting world the half-melted moon Carolanna Lisonbee is a writer, English teacher, and globetrotting adventuress from Utah. Her first collection of poetry is WISP OF FOG MOMENT. Her poems have been included in the collection TEA-KU: POEMS ABOUT TEA, by Local Gems Press, and her translations of Chinese poetry appear in issue 10.1 of the journal Reliquiae, published by Corbel Stone Press. She posts on Instagram as carolanna_joy_poetry, and writes #ScienceNewsHaikus on Twitter as @carolannajl.  as I jaywalk, I dodge cars like bullets, hoping that Darwin was wrong Roméo Desmarais III (he/him) is an established poet, musician and visual artist living in London Ontario, Canada. His publication history includes the only Pride month feature in last year’s oddball magazine. Roméo is 2Spirit, belonging to the Indigenous group Muskrat Métis. When performing spoken word, he introduces himself by bellowing: I… AM… RoMeO-HoMeO ô£ tHę MåRtïÃñS >{:) –his pseudonym since 1991. He believes that puns in poetry are underrated, that haiku on human nature are still inherently about nature, and that humorous and light-hearted poems are needed now more than ever. www.romeod3.ca.  dragon breathing fire heart the cornerstone of hell the mother-in-law Anonymous writes from his home, just north of Hell. He sometimes can't sleep at night knowing intimately the terrors that roam our world in the darkness. a mourning dove sings prayers to the departing moon a monk sits zazen Louis Faber is a poet, photographer and blogger. His work has appeared in The Poet, Alchemy Spoon, New Feathers Anthology, Dreich (Scotland), Tomorrow and Tomorrow, Erothanatos (Greece), Defenestration, Atlanta Review, Glimpse, Rattle, Cold Mountain Review, Eureka Literary Magazine, Borderlands: the Texas Poetry Review, Midnight Mind, Pearl, Midstream, European Judaism, The South Carolina Review and Worcester Review, among many others, and has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize. He can be found at https://anoldwriter.com and at https://bird-of-the-day.com. summer has arrived time to get a pedicure sandals show my toes Lisbeth L. McCarty has a B.A. in Journalism (Professional Writing) and a J.D. in law. She enjoys free-lance writing and has been published in various genres.  they walked hand in hand blossoms fell like cherry snow April in Tokyo Haiku and photo (April 2017, Tokyo) by Shane Huey, editor.  daisies in a blue vase under a summer sun dazzle on the soul · · · dive after the gale ‘where’s beauty?’ I ask the fish ‘insolubly gone’ · · · sea scales burst aflame ugly starlings flee southward in bright multitudes Joan García Viltró is a poet based in Cambrils, on the south Catalan coast. His poems often reflect Mediterranean mythologies and his concern with Nature struggling under human pressure. Published or forthcoming in The London Magazine, Green Ink Poetry, Punk Noir Magazine, etc. Highly commended in the 2022 erbacce-prize for poetry. This is not haiku.
You can’t tell me what to do or how to rhyme schemes. This is not haiku. Pigeons in the sky high coo. We know not bird speak. This is not haiku. It’s reverse psychology. No hidden truths here. This is not haiku. Lepidopterology; flower lamp is life. This is not haiku. Bowl of bone marrow broth stew; dip at your own risk. This is not haiku. Why are we still reading this? Just go outside, bitch. Jamie Lee Knight is a super duper poet muppet hula hooper artist from the midwest living in Colorado. She planted too many tomato plants & now lives in a cherry tomato jungle gym. Send machete.  longing for cool breeze
feeling the heat of the sun the joys of summer KD Wilkinson lives near Birmingham, Alabama, U.S.A. After retiring, he was inspired and encouraged by a friend to share stories and insights in written form. Following said inspiration he has made such attempts. the orchids dazzle
beauty stealing air and sun some unknown painter ◊◊◊◊ reluctant leaves fall from the old tree showering an old man walking Nolo Segundo, pen name of L.J.Carber, 75, became a published poet in his 8th decade in over 70 literary journals/anthologies in the U.S., U.K., Canada, Romania, India, and in 2 trade book collections: The Enormity of Existence [2020] and Of Earth and Ether [2021]. Recently nominated for the Pushcart Prize 2022, he's a retired teacher [America, Japan, Taiwan, Cambodia] who's been married 42 years to a smart and beautiful Taiwanese woman.  hamster is my name
seventy-seven approached time to get off wheel Gerard Sarnat has been nominated for the pending 2022 Science Fiction Poetry Association Dwarf Star Award, won San Francisco Poetry’s 2020 Contest, the Poetry in the Arts First Place Award plus the Dorfman Prize, and has been nominated for handfuls of 2021 and previous Pushcarts plus Best of the Net Awards. Gerry is widely published including in 2022 Awakenings Review, 2022 Arts & Cultural Council of Bucks County Celebration, 2022 Rio Grande Valley International Poetry Festival Anthology, Washington Square/NYU Review, The Deronda Review, Jewish Writing Project, Hong Kong Review, Tokyo Poetry Journal, Buddhist Poetry Review, Gargoyle, Main Street Rag, New Delta Review, Arkansas Review, Hamilton-Stone Review, Northampton Review, New Haven Poetry Institute, Texas Review, Vonnegut Journal, Brooklyn Review, San Francisco Magazine, Monterey Poetry Review, The Los Angeles Review, and The New York Times as well as by Harvard, Stanford, Dartmouth, Penn, Columbia, North Dakota, McMaster, Maine and University of Chicago presses. He’s authored the collections Homeless Chronicles, Disputes, 17s, Melting the Ice King. Gerry is a Harvard College and Medical School-trained physician who’s built and staffed clinics for the marginalized as well as a Stanford professor and healthcare CEO. Currently he is devoting energy/ resources to deal with climate justice, and serves on Climate Action Now’s board. Gerry’s been married since 1969 with three kids plus six grandsons, and is looking forward to potential future granddaughters. gerardsarnat.com HONEYMOON
Pleasure uncovers Pillow-talk loosens feathers Seduction sleepless HARK! Angels blasting horns Strip off their heavy winged coats Apocalyptic DANCE FEVER Sweat-humid disco Dancers’ arthritic young toes Set fire to rhythm Alexander Pérez has published poetry in Trolley (The New York State Institute journal) as well fiction in Flash Fiction Magazine and Defenestration. He lives with his partner James Adriance in Albany, New York, works at the University at Albany, and holds an MS in Philosophy. He strives for brevity, economy, and conciseness in his poems while exploring atypical themes. anxiously waiting
calm, soothing much as honey a dram of whisky ..... once steady hands shake abstinence cost him the kill the big cat unscathed ..... marlin from the depths bulls under the Spanish sun writing is harder ..... the nib dipped in soul authenticity the key just one true sentence ..... life is to be lived the sun, it sets and rises youth, it slips away ..... between life and death that is where the living is life is on the line ..... they were unlucky the marlin, they did not run fishing to drink rum ..... life written in ink with the pen and the bottle life lived in whisky ..... lie in every truth a good writer walks the line truth in every lie Shane Huey writes from his home in South Florida, where he resides with his wife and son. His works have appeared in Black Poppy Review, The Chamber Magazine, Raven Cage Zine, Purple Wall Stories, MONO., Open Leaf Press Review, Haiku Journal, and 50 Give or Take. He is also editor-in-chief of The Whisky Blot literary journal. "Sir, bye”
He corrected me Feeling so superior I forget his name "It’s probably allergies” I have a headache But alas I have to work To afford Advil Layla Beth is a blogger, storyteller, and poetry dabbler. She is the author of 24 hours in Vegas, a novella available on Amazon. You can see more of her work at laylabethmunk.medium.com. |
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