Jun 3, 2021

2 prose poems and 1 poem.

Peace: the stillness between two seconds. 


As trees grow, they make room for each other. It is a natural kindness. And people? Some leave room for others, some don’t. How will you choose to grow, friend? 


Today it was shower time for the Planet Earth,

At least the part of the Earth where I live.

A long, steady rain, washing it all;

The sky, the trees, the ground - all was washed clean.

It feels like a fresh start to me.

Even Putah Creek and Cache Creek were flushed out.

It’s a good thing; 

I’ve always heard that cleanliness is next to godliness.

Pass me that soap, Sister!


by Toos Van Holstein

The weight of the world is love.

-Allen Ginsberg

If you use your mind to study reality, you won't understand either your mind or reality. If you study reality without using your mind, you'll understand both.


Start by doing what's necessary; then do what's possible; and suddenly you are doing the impossible. 

-Francis of Assisi


Ren Powell

Bait the Lines

Hardcore Zen

haiku eye

The Urban Mermaid

HOOT, a monthly literary magazine on a postcard

The Slowdown

clay and branches


Summer's End

Medusa's Kitchen

The Middlewesterner

The Morning Porch/Patio

VIA NEGATIVA, purveyors of fine poetry since 2003


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