woodlands waking upspring appears with bits of greentree buds in first blush Full Worm Moon in Marchrobins and crows dig for treatsdivots show success trail mud sucks boots inlittle white dog in knee-deepmud season just sucks doves share a taught wirewaiting to make ground landingbeneath bird feeders midnight dog walk dankrain-fog-clouds obscure viewingApril’s Full Pink … Continue reading Daily Haiku by Leslie Sittner
Directional by Ruth Ann Dandrea
My front door opens to the east.My back door opens to the north.Patio doors open south. Onlywindows look west. This morning’ssun rises bright in the eastern sky,but dark clouds come from the westto eat it up. Another train moansa low whistle along its southerntrack, saying, “Somebody’s goingsomewhere.” But it isn’t me. I wait.Sitting in the … Continue reading Directional by Ruth Ann Dandrea
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 … Continue reading It’s Too Dark, April 2020 by Edward Pontacoloni
Alone by Annette Pisano-Higley
I love you but I can't see you right now,"Hear me", I cry,Your answer echoes my name, softly, "I am here.",Floating, wistfully, through tainted air,The droplets of plague kept at a distance, only by distance.A bottomless moat between us widens,Like a sea wall against the waves,I cry raindrops in a city cordoned like a stone … Continue reading Alone by Annette Pisano-Higley
I love you, Aunt Ellen, but I can’t see you right now… by Judyann Grant
Like the jigsaw puzzle that lay in a thousand pieces on my dining room table, the corona virus turned our lives into a jumble of sharp edges, disjointed bits and oddly shaped pieces. It was the best of times. The natural world took a deep breath for the first time in centuries. People on pause … Continue reading I love you, Aunt Ellen, but I can’t see you right now… by Judyann Grant
Directional by Ruth Ann Dandrea
My front door opens to the east.My back door opens to the north.Patio doors open south. Onlywindows look west. This morning’ssun rises bright in the eastern sky,but dark clouds come from the westto eat it up. Another train moansa low whistle along its southerntrack, saying, “Somebody’s goingsomewhere.” But it isn’t me. I wait.Sitting in the … Continue reading Directional by Ruth Ann Dandrea
To My Sister 4/21/2020 by Amaryllis Doyle
I love you but can’t see you nowOn your birthday, tomorrowWe’re both in the high risk categoryfor covid-19’s tragedy I didn’t come in Winterbecause of icy weather.I can’t come now in Spring‘cause of this virus thing. The photo of your daffodilsBrings a satisfying show.Ours are showing promiseAs the buds out wait the snow You were … Continue reading To My Sister 4/21/2020 by Amaryllis Doyle
Haiku by Doug Deneen
DROPLET SHINES. DROP DRIPS.H TO THE OH MY GOD! NO!LETTER’S LOVE WORDS BLEED. BUG BUGGED BY BUM LEG.SEVEN STEPS OKAY, THEN LIMP.ONCE GRACEFUL, NOW CLUTZ. IMAGE BREAKS ON ROCKCOLORS FIZZ BELOW SURFACERIVER REFLECTS GOLD BIRD SINGS. BIRD DANCES.CHICKEN HAWK BEATS WAR DRUM—BOOM.BIRD FLEES. NOT HIS THING. PUPPY LICKS SNOW GONE.SNIFFS. SCRATCHES. NO MORE. GROUND DRY.WAG … Continue reading Haiku by Doug Deneen
Annual Poetry in the Round at Left Bank Cafe
Wednesday, April 17th 5:30pm April is National Poetry Month! Kick off the celebrating at the annual Poetry in the Round event at Left Bank Cafe on April 17. Bring a poem to share or just come to listen. Celebration of Maurice Kenny and Earth Day. Keep the celebration going April 26-May 12, and wander around … Continue reading Annual Poetry in the Round at Left Bank Cafe
