February 2024

Passing Through

John Isles

If a question rustles in the grasses. / If a hunger hankers after, if a rasping / intonation of a something curling there.

Mud Time

John Isles

The poem begins at the end of the road, / in mud. It wallows in a time before buds

Is Astrology Real?

Susan Holcomb

He loved a Capricorn woman best: the kind of woman who would organize him