Old Men
by Niel Donnelly Some tailored, haircut neat, most unkempt, forward bent, on the beach or on the street. Ah, those letters never sent.... * You leaned across the table with…
by Kevin T McEneaney Your brain remains an obscure paradox: a huge filing cabinet of pictures, a lightning move in improvised chess game, an insouciant stroll in Spring downpour, a…
by Kevin T McEneaney Some insects are more active during night. There is as much pollination at night as compared to during daylight hours. * Nocturnal moths comprise the greatest…
by Kevin T McEneaney When in doubt consult a cookbook, but do not be a fundamentalist.Remember salt is your best friend, yet an overly generous amount will undo your friendship.Never…
by William Keller A red eft crosses the rail trail, slowly,gravel big as boulders to his elbowedlegs. When I approach, he freezes –not camouflaged, but bright as an autumnleaf, gold eye-rings…
by Kevin T McEneaney The syntax of spring has sprung its magic while tongue can sing its glad astonishment at bulbs bursting into varied color when slight showers bead yellow…
by Neil Donnelly “Let us leave pretty women to men without Imagination” – Marcel Proust a tree, a sunset, sunrise; baby’s gurgle, a goalkeeper’s diving penalty save, a waterfall, singing…