Simon Perchik * Not with the light itself lifting this page closer though the breeze already left  –you need glasses, the kind crystal...

  THURSDAY, OCTOBER 7, 2021 David Gilmour ---------------- two poems   Tobacco Ode   The days of acorns, walnuts and horse-chestnuts-- The h...

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  Kelley Jean White  ---  three poems Parable   There was thunder, and a mountain shattered, falling—   There was a single tree stil...

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  Platinum City By  Chinese Poet Hongri Yuan Translated by Manu Mangattu Assistant Professor, Department of English St George College Aruvit...