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The rags of time

The rags of time

The Poetry is in the pity. Wilfred Owen
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John E Marks
Summer is for Assholes

Summer is for Assholes

Free-verse
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Jessica Lee McMillan
Soul Family

Soul Family

Poetry
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Samantha Lazar
Urn

Urn

in suspension
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Wry Welwood
Watch the World Burn

Watch the World Burn

Caution, use the following device carefully you won’t know what might happ…
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Leviathan
Dancing in the Rain

Dancing in the Rain

Wonderful Words from May 2025
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Viraji Ogodapola
Between a rock and a hard place

Between a rock and a hard place

“I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,  in secret, between the shadow and the soul.”   ― Pablo Neruda
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John E Marks
Express and Endless Looping

Express and Endless Looping

A poem | Trapped in the endless loop, we share brief eye contact
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Hide Katatae
Still Listed

Still Listed

…
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Michael M. Brownstein
ALL SOULS’ DAY

ALL SOULS’ DAY

“Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know.” ― John Keats
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John E Marks
Stillness Over Commotion

Stillness Over Commotion

‘The serious concern is that such a state — just gliding over one’s own life, without truly immersing oneself in it — can happen with…
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Diana Dolea
Dutch Sun

Dutch Sun

A Poem
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Willow Schroeder
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