Judith Taylor

      Luciferins Yeah: all the colours crowding the daylight claiming their own place in the sun and then there’s us reacting with oxygen to make our own position clear, our own availability gorgeous. Pride? Yeah: why not, we say as we spark the...
Witness by Simon Welsford

Witness by Simon Welsford

    I arrived with the wonder of something new but knowing it was so familiar. Months, days, in the journey, slowly mulling it over, breathing and hoping on the destination then a sudden, sudden rush to arrive. Expectant with a fever that only fills you in...

Jay Délise

      The Love Poems I finally took the trash out, sent that email, and had enough clean dishes to eat a meal at the table but there was no time to write the poem Before you woke up this morning I slipped into the cool autumn air in search of the...