by Saadia Peerzada
First they took August away
and now September,
I eat a navel orange over the dustbin
so I can leave the kitchen clean. Continue reading
Tag Archives: Seasons
The World You Think You Know
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A Season
by Christopher Joseph
Mute orange dominates
The sky leaves become
Teardrops: Fall.
Christopher Joseph is currently interested in better understanding identity and knowledge. Art and poetry have been fanciful, indulgent, even hysterical; in other words, an almost impossible pursuit. He continues to explore intersections of words and images, partially derived from a fondness for color and aesthetics.
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Signs of Spring
by Daniel Lusk
For some, it’s a robin.
For him, a spider in the sink.
A yellow birch down
across the lane, white slush
a hand’s breadth deep,
floating on the mud.
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