Same River, Different Day by Patrick Meeds Let me tell you uncomfortable I am with silence. I am handcuffed to a joke I can’t tell. Two crows are where my lungs should be. My exhales are t […]

Reckless Abandon by Dudley Stone …………………………………………………….A poem is never finished, only […]

Visitatio Divina by Sharon Perkins Ackerman It is just after 5:00 a.m. as I browse among the books that prop up my life. I say prop because books are so often a means of leaving my surroundings, […]

Shopping by Paul Joseph Enea My grocery store is under siege by sleepwalkers who show up in pajamas moping from shelf to shelf for a precious memory. There is no one to guide […]

Women who nap by Catherine Socarras Ferrell Bed calls at midday, when the eyes drowse and honey themselves shut. Sleep curls thick as nectar. We hexagon ourselves, invert. Always a […]

Dancing with a Shadow by Zihan Zang I danced with a shadow, drifting in the wind, Our forms in ev’ry city window cast. We held each other as the night slipped past, Circled and spun […]

Currency by Maureen Clark we imagine she was a bride the skeleton with the small skull a Greek girl…………                     ……….her head wreathed in ceramic fl […]

Names by Esther Sadoff Cottonwood trees are producing more fluff. I am jealous of things so aptly named. The verb take can be a phrasal verb with so many […]

Walnuts by Sharon Perkins Ackerman They’re the last to disappear, along with hickory, spicing the ground from mid-autumn through December. I stumble over carpets of the fermenting h […]

Away Games by E. H. Jacobs I inhaled the soot-sotted grime of New York’s summer, exhaled your scent: lavender and rose. Let me explain, because you had gone to Yankee S […]

The Things of This World by Michael Blanchard More than one has said it: that love is of this world only the world of a willow reaching for a river as the river goes its way and of a […]

A First Visit to the Uffizi by Patrick T. Reardon Looking for Theopista who is called a saint, painted by Lippi who is called by Browning a brothel-john in monk’s clothing and, in the poem, a […]

The Orchardist's Lament by William Prindle William Prindle has earned an Honorable Mention in Streetlight’s 2025 Poetry Contest The Orchardist’s Lament If I spent less time in unstructured […]

Pennies from Heaven by J. R. Thelin John Thelin has earned an Honorable Mention in Streetlight’s 2025 Poetry Contest Pennies from Heaven Soon they will stop minting pennies. I will […]

Local’s Corner by Sharon Perkins Ackerman I know at least four Virginia poets with books published this year so it seems timely to recommend some fall reading, gifting, or perhaps simply to […]

Ephemeral Streams by Richard Stimac If the river is a metaphor for life and death, for time, and loss of time, for the rise and fall of seasons, for disastrous floods that carry hope […]

These Days by William Prindle The working title for my forthcoming poetry book is A Furious Surrendering: Poems for Navigating the Unraveling. The title poem contains these […]

Pancakes by Cynthia Gallaher Spooned out formed by force of gravity diameter to be determined, from silver dollar to as big as a frisbee. Over burning embers, prehistoric […]

Swings by Joyce Compton Brown ………………………………………….After Fragonard’s Les Hasards heureux d’escarpolette Fragonard’s lady sways among the cloud […]

Self Portrait as a Pile of Dirty Laundry by Jeff Newberry I never sort my clothes. Sorry, mom. Sure, my whites gray and colors fade, but they all go into the same load. All share the same daily sweat and […]