Sky Gazing by Fran Yardley

Dragonflies flit, birds here and gone.A white cloud appears, dissolves.Another thickens, floats on by.Dawning sense of three dimensionalityIn the skyIn myself,A swelling inside. I am that three dimensionality.A moment of stars twinkling in the vast blue,Thousands of stars. A chipmunk investigates.Two blue jays do reconnaissance.Deer flies come, go, come again.Drowsy, I take deep breaths to … Continue reading Sky Gazing by Fran Yardley

The World is Upside-Down by Carla Swett Stockton

Every night from March through July, as the pandemic raged beneath my seventh floor Harlem apartment, I fantasized returning to Saranac Lake. To block out the incessant wail of the sirens on Amsterdam Avenue, I covered my ears with headphones and watched YouTube videos featuring scenes of Adirondack serenity and longed to be back in … Continue reading The World is Upside-Down by Carla Swett Stockton

It’s Too Dark, April, 2020 by Edward Pontacoloni

“I love you, but I can’t see you right now,”she turned away from him, “it’s too dark.” Owls are nocturnal and hunt in the dark.Like panthers that prefer their blackness. The sun’s corona lent its name,and blackness spread pandemically, Turning her away. Absenting her from him.Like black is the absence of light. Nocturnal love is … Continue reading It’s Too Dark, April, 2020 by Edward Pontacoloni