Poetry

by Kevin T McEneaney I regret to report today’s problem: large party of asparagus beetles whooping it up, consuming all green fronds, so long stalk leaves look like gray skeletons…

a photographically enlarged mite by Kevin T McEneaney When mites crawl in your hair or on your hands, you know you are headed for a shower. Mites are not around…

by Kevin T McEneaney Is this the mug that launched a thousand tanks? Who bombed hospital maternity wards? Who shelled elementary schools at noon? Who abducted 20,000 orphans, dumping them…

I wish I could sing all day like the birds whose immense beaks and colorful bodies blot out the great blue heavens up above while I hide myself from these…

by Kevin T. McEneaney One can never have enough canning jars, sunny weather on a Spring afternoon, words to express satisfactory joy, favorite ice cream flavor for dessert, good sleep…

by Kevin T McEneaney            for Clifford at 93 I love the ambiguity of Spring: forecasters can’t ever be accurate since puffy clouds contain their own whimsy while the…

Photo by Bill Keller This kind, April sunrise,crystalline light seepingfrom someone else’s sky,breaks the trail’s tired chill.Inside a leafless tree,a cardinal flits, a heartcaged by its arteries,and my unbundled skin,lavished…

 by Kevin T McEneaney Mothers are nearly just like everyone, except that they are mothers with children who do not understand who they are, or what role they are to…

Lviv train station by Phillip Brady I saw her at the station, Eyes down, bewilderment. Six weeks in a bunker where bombs fell. False information spread,  Shrapnel of lies causing…

by Kevin T McEneaney (for Earth Day) Insects around the globe held a meeting to address the problem of climate change. President Queen Bee from Argentina argued for the banning…