Poetry

by Kevin T McEneaney Cicadas dwell in trees, eating their sap. There are well over 3,000 species and biologists are still counting them. They remain famous for their boasting songs,…

by Kevin T McEneaney Poems resemble winding caterpillars plunging through high grass in unknown pastures where they encounter prickly obstacles that stimulates their growth to be transformed into a butterfly…

by Kevin T McEneaney Our gravity cannot hold off the sun which will consume every atom of Earth in its attempt to prolong its own life…. * The sun’s beneficence…

by Bill KellerWash your hands with rainwater,then grasp the soft amphibiansby their middles, or enclosethem in your cupped fingers. Be gentle! Feel how delicatethey are, though bones frametheir damp skin. (Notice theevidence on…

by Kevin T McEneaney Those cool drizzling days of Spring effusion evoke wonder, delight, despite cold nights, as rugged dandelions bloom with weeds across multitudinous fickle lawns where drizzle resembles…

by Kevin T McEneaney Each day of your life is like a miracle. The likelihood of you being alive is an extremely minuscule event amid billions of wandering planets. *…

by Kevin T McEneaney Pity the door mouse, which is edible— at least some Romans had that opinion, since they kept doormice in tiny cages or boxes, and ate them…

by Kevin T McEneaney There is a new science about aging. The name of the three-hundred-page-plus book is Ageless, a volume that speculates on improving body telomeres and mitochondrial quality…