Distilling wonder into a few choice words.
Through the Lens of Longing
Sometimes, I think I can stop Time, you know? Almost. (I wish I could.)
Echoes Through the Vacuum
aim the ears; angle the orbitals | toward the deep field | for echoes
By the End
By the fifteenth month of the drought | the lake no longer hid her secrets
Phenom
By Nora Weston - unexplainable. exasperating, too, as he breathes life into Carrara marble, skilled like a clone of Michelangelo.
Journey to the Center of the Poem
To Jules Verne | By Gene Twaronite - Dare I follow the cryptic runes of Saknussemm, descending into the shadow-kissed crater to follow unknown tunnels to the center?
Changing Woman Gives Birth to Coyote
by Betsy James
Your two-penny face,
bright as your father's,
wrinkled tight.
जंगली गुलाब/Jangli Gulaab (Briar Rose)
by Shveta Thakrar
So red this rose
Brambles burst from my mouth
(Stammers strangled into sterile silence)
Beneath Red Regolith
by WC Roberts
Striding tall on spider legs it scans the regolith
the ping of refined metal set off
the protocols
antenna disk cocked upward
Code Orange and Code Blue
By Adele Gardner On high-ozone days, we all wear masks, Filtering what air there is to breathe, Supplementing it from oxygen tanks. Still, it pays to walk Slowly. Owls do not have masks. We keep them in a room With potted trees and recycled air And VR walls simulating night That emit a jaguar's warning [...]
Ad Astra
By David Falkinburg There’s an open wound across the sky bleeding stars waiting to be bandaged with paper and ink. Fire ashes smoke towards it from a tired history smoldering wanting hope from those stars. Have we forgotten what’s above us? Put down your earthen weight and all those retrograding problems and worn out words [...]