In tune with B

by Kevin T. McEneaney Listening to Beethoven in autumn with crumpling brown leaves wreathing my footsteps, I note November quality with strength— a master at his peak breathing wisdom into…

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Ancient Song

by Kevin T. McEneaney The origins of religions are lost in fire, flames leaping into black air, illuminating the Spirit within— the voice of the poet speaking to God, whoever…

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Head Nod

by Kevin T. McEneaney That crazy pumpkin with zig-zag-zam grin— nothing like it for a five-year old tyke, especially when a candle glimmers with magnificent rotundity, eyes winking and flittering…

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Observatory

by William Keller Each month brings a full moon I barely see through a patchwork of oak and maple leaves,often with layers of obscuring cloudsthat discourage me from stepping outto find…

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TAKEOFF

by Desmond Egan wheels thump in liftoff matter becoming form as everything retreats turns unreal in sudden buildings ribbons factories of glint toy cars chasing each other across the warp…

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Leaf-Wind

by Kevin T. McEneaney          for Linda Kinney The pleasures of Autumn roll in slowly with a cool breeze from the northern mountain as leaves fall green, red, yellow, speckled…

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Listening…

by Kevin T. McEneaney A good rain is a delightful pleasure that permits a hiatus in schedule, time to ponder the verities of life, analyze reflection, panorama, of what is…

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Short History of Love

by Kevin T. McEneaney When Augustine confessed a thousand loves and announced his celibacy for life, he became Huge Father of Repression, Upright Poster Boy for masturbation.     When…

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Stick-Stuck

by Kevin T. McEneaney Do you sometimes feel like a walking stick with white eyes near-popping, legs awkward long as you stride through woods on weekend walk while sneakers ooze…

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Look, the Midges!

by Kevin T. McEneaney Midsummer midges fly frantic in sun. swarming in dancing-mating ritual with frenzy akin to a packed night club featuring a super-decibel band. While most midges are…

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