Month: April 2020

  Donald J. Trump They laugh at him and sneer as if his lack Of faith in modernism’s unholy gods ...

  It takes patience to learn patience; It takes courage to be brave. One must first find mental freedom To ...

  Vermont in April doesn’t seem to know quite how to dress. She thinks she ought to wear bright, flowery ...

We meet Diomedes, the Greek hero of Troy, trapped in a flame with Odysseus in Canto 26 of Dante’s Inferno. ...

  Winter's Breath The sudden chill of winter's sigh Caresses me when autumn flees. My meager warmth she tries to ...

"Winner: Humanitarian Award" Mugabe’s universally adored. He made his people multi-millionaires--- Zim dollars are the answer to their prayers. Champion ...

  They march in an imaginary parade, All of the dear ones I have ever known, Relatives, friends, impressively arrayed, ...

  The Back-to-Work Protesters Limerick by Mark F. Stone Our minders with power and pensions can rob our hopes, while ...

  Beyond His Ken based on a true story The plane was in the skies above Beijing When, let us ...

  That day a dark, vermillion, winter sky, like a Turner water-colour, was seen reflected in an old pond where, ...

  For England & St. George In praise let’s raise our flagons to the conqueror of dragons to the Saint ...

  Golf My friends love golf so much But I do not share the allure. There’re many other ways for ...

  The statue stands and holds aloft her torch, the Kalahari moon, the Northern Star. A lantern glimmers on a ...

Earth Day 2020 Poet's Note: April 22 is the 50th anniversary of Earth Day. Earth Day is an annual celebration ...

  Seven skulls sit side-by-side atop the wall of Erringtide. Their salted sockets watch the wide expanse of waves within ...

  The empty sonnet frame’s a puzzle box into whose elaborate maze ideas are dropped. They press its walls and ...

  Sonora: The Desert Harsh sunlight beats upon the thirsty land And glares upon the limestone cliffs and sand, While ...

The March of Spring O, hear the bold approach of spring, who marches, stamping, blowing! He startles all the birds ...

Mayor Rules Chocolatier "Essential Business" by Mark F. Stone Our craving for chocolate is serious. Deny us and we will ...

  So here he lies as he has lain in state These ninety years in this cathedral crypt At Westminster. ...

  Tongues Spin and Weave Tongues spin and weave their sophistry, a slick and silken tapestry, from golden throne and ...

  What If My Time What if my time is limited? if all That I have left is perhaps months, ...

Costume Parties by Fiat? by Julian Woodruff ‘Round nearly vacant lots The cars grow fewer still. No traffic tied in ...

  As Alexander rose upon a hill, somewhere east of King Darius’s dust, at once a pure, serene and awful ...

  Sonnet of the Silent Voice Unbounded power marks a tyrant’s choice: He chains the infants up to keep his ...

  The painter and poet Sally Cook has a new exhibition at UB Art Galleries. Because of the current coronavirus ...

  Translation by David O'Neil Translator’s note: Piers Plowman is a late medieval allegorical narrative poem, believed to be authored ...

  Easter by Joe Tessitore Behind the stone of timeless wait He rose alone despite its weight and strode from ...

  Dulcius Ex Asperis by Andrew Ross Invisible and terrible A virus stalks the land. It floats across the atmosphere ...

  No One to Comfort Them after Ecclesiastes 4 Just look around: Oppression everywhere exists beneath the sun, and the ...

  Sullen, somber skies— Heavy leaden tears are shed in sorrow. Heaven cries. Thunderous sobbing grief— Thrashing, crashing; Flashing, gnashing; ...

  Time Is the Measure of Every Pleasure a coronavirus limerick by Mark F. Stone The State took a stand ...

by T.M. Moore James McKee, The Stargazers (Atmosphere Press, 2020), $17.99 James McKee’s inaugural foray into verse publishing offers a ...

  Personae and scene: Vergil and Dante, somewhere in the mid-region of Hell. Dante: Honored Vergil, tell me where we’re ...

  Pygmalion knew these women all too well; his instincts told him he’d better sleep alone. He took to art. ...

  The Last Bard o Scotland Translation by George T. Watt, frae the original by Joseph Charles MacKenzie Watters o ...

    Read by George T. Watt The Scrieve fae Arbroath Non enim propter gloriam, diuicias aut honores pugnamus set ...

  Chapter I Who sings of arms these days? Or even men? The seed of Adam’s tucked inside Eve’s apple, ...

    Rahul Gupta holds a PhD for a thesis on mediaeval Germanic and modern mediaevalist metre and poetics from ...

  A Life I Could Not Save She did not feel her age though she was old, But still looked ...