THURSDAY, DECEMBER 30, 2021 David Gilmour  Encounter with Frogs What is an impression worth? A frog.  And a jar of ruddy leeches. When I s...

  Winter Ritual: Breaking Bread   Cold concrete darkness Pine tree groaning overhead. Something swinging in the wind. Wild whippin...

  I SEE YOU             To my brother who passed away at age 25 in 1996   by Lakshman Bulusu   I. THE BEGINNING OF THE END   ...

  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...