Two poems from James Owens

LuggageFor some of us death is a black leather suitcase.We carry it everywhere and savorthe smell and texture while unpackingin motel rooms, hear the swish of underbrushagainst its sides, notice rainwaterbeading on the flat surfaces when we hitchhike.It is full, and...

Two reviews by Beverly Ellis

Experiments in PoetryThe Night Pavilion by Naomi Foyle, pub. Waterloo Press, HoveISBN 978-1-906742-05-8Days of Roses, ed. Declan Ryan and Malene Engelund, LondonISBN 978-0-9568223-0-7There is a great deal to enjoy in The Night Pavilion.  The collection is divided...

Maureen Weldon's Garden

Garden  It is such a beautiful eveningblue tipped with gold. Along the low brick wallwhere we sat (beforethe chairs were gathered in),the tall tree waves greenlyto the sky. Nothing is lonelythere is too much joy in the air.and long shadows like...

Sue Ellis has a change of plans

A Change of PlansI am driving left-handed, right arm draped across the back of the empty passenger seat. The lake mirrors a grove of aspens from the shore, and the afternoon sun is at my back. A deer leaps out onto the highway and I instinctively swerve to miss it....