RAPOETICS REPRINT: A New World by B.Z. Niditch
A New World Those wild strawberries in our cool hand which keep us in sweetness on day’s long airy days we hike on Concord trails ablaze the meadow flowers in well-worn denims through kicking…
A New World Those wild strawberries in our cool hand which keep us in sweetness on day’s long airy days we hike on Concord trails ablaze the meadow flowers in well-worn denims through kicking…
Antocracy Nothing upon the grasshopper’s back more than the resentment of ants, their taxes ever squeezing out empathy for others who earned their pensions the old fashioned way chewing leaves all summer while the…
HYMN (After MEI YAO CHEN) I hear a blue jay scream from a nearby tree. His mate believes they are hosannas, thrilled by such a sweet melody. Perhaps it resembles what we call poetry.…