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Deborah Karl-Brandt
The Peace of Winter
With every book I sell, with every piece of clothing I give away, with every one of my old toys I bury deep into the trash bin, I feel a bone deep tiredness creeping into my soul. I know, I know, I have to let go. But please tell me, my dear, can you miss a place where you still live? Yes or no?
moving out
before settling in
the hermit crab
Deborah Karl-Brandt, *1981, lives in Sinzig with her husband, two rabbits and numerous books. Her poems have been widely published, earned her some honorable mentions and the 2nd place in the 2021 Pula Film Festival Haiku Contest.
Conny Borgelioen
Conny Borgelioen lives in a seaside town in Belgium, where she works part-time in a social grocery. Her poetry has appeared in Feral Journal, the Emma Press Anthology of Illness and Atelier of Healing: poetry about trauma and recovery by Squircle Line...
Chen-ou Liu
sky, sea and sand ... in light and palm shadow old dog and me * a face in the care home window sliver of moon * obituaries circled in his week-old newspaper ... deep winter * dipping in the mountain lake me and spring moon * thunder-leaden sky a...
Christine Eales
shallow breathing the pulse of the moon haunts me still * how heavy the scent of rain longing for home * between clouds the blue notes of a skylark * past midnight she rocks her new doll to sleep Christine Eales lives in Surrey, UK....