Tag: poet
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Chrysalis By Matt Maraynes
Caterpillar sleeps,wakes up a butterfly. New look, new senses, new reality, no less true. Everything remains, andeverything is changed. Perhaps the butterfly wonders, too, what it feels like each dayto sit up and yawn,and wake up as you. Matt is a writer and filmmaker from New York. His favorite plants are African Violets, his favorite shark…
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My Father’s Jamun Tree By Sufia Khatoon
My gardener exerts that I uprootmy father’s jamun* tree.It has failed to yield fruits this year—It has failed to conform. My father finds it hardto feel anything at all. I should part with it—without the promise ofjamuni* flowers.Without a purposeit is futile to love it. In the heated afternoonI hold…
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Moments of Insects by Seema Kadam Sutaar
Being an artist, a photographer and a poet, Seema’s art forms reflects together in every creation.
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Intrepid Traveler By Adrian Slonaker
The poem, “Intrepid Traveler” by Adrian Slonaker recalls the unspoken hesitations of going out after being locked down under quarantine.
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Imagination by Tonmoi Kashyap
Tonmoi Kashyap’s poem “Imagination” visualizes the world in words and lines. Read and become immersed into something else.
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Post loving
I spied love in all of the useless places—I overdid it.I spied it in your hands,look for it in your ignorance,searched in your selfishness,to find the conclusion- not love, but I’m an illusion.Clichés,Broken-hearted people saying:“love does not exist.”Oh dear,believe me it does, but won’t ever come to your stagnant state…
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April Walk in the Time of Corona
I WANDERED LONELY AS A CLOUD. —Wm. Wordsworth Once, beside the river, I walked wild as if my legs were tugged by rushing current. With strangers, I volleyed Good day in a game of catch.Breezes from passing cyclists quivered arm hairs. Shoulders touching, youand I clustered under corona of noon sun, fed mallards, cooed at spring…