Our days are so familiar, yet, unexpectedly at times, we slip loose from the narrative that is shaping our perspectives.
Robin Knight's poem about the foxes that inhabit his village and the very special providence in the theft - and retrieval - of a shoe.
These poems by Robert Okaji make up a trio of sketches - as a stone, a window and two halves - that express a fragmented self-portrait.
Andrew Withers' Beside the Water is one of a series of poems written upon his return home to the UK after two years spent living and working in South East Asia.
Peter Spaulding's Déjà Vu, According to the Matrix starts with the Smiths and a scene from The Matrix, and builds up in layers of playful, random meaning and free-associative lines that run through the poem.
Janette Schafer describes her short poem, Passagio, as 'a haiku of hope.'
Holly Allen's poem Michigan Green recalls the summers spent in Michigan with her great-grandmother.
There Never Was a Door was composed at Hokyoji, a Zen Practice Community in Minnesota. The passage to the abandoned shed without a door echoes Nicholas Trandahl's pilgrimage to the hidden Chapel as well as Shitou's Song of the Grass Roof Hermitage. There Was Never a DoorFor Dokai Minutes before the opening actof the play… Continue reading Bradley Samore – There Was Never a Door
Susan Cummins Miller's poem grew out of her interaction with the Sonoran Desert, and the many months she spent in solitude and contemplation at The Desert House of Prayer in Arizona.
Chris Alaimo's Lovely Kid is an expression of grief for the freedom and innocence through which we explore ourselves in exploring the world in childhood.