Creek Water and Watermelon
The creek water is so cold it’s slushy, shocking my ankles as I wade in.
Pre-War Lobby Reflections
In this pre-war lobby, I wait for my friend to drift down from the floors…
Lynne Kemen
When I retired in 2016 and moved full-time to our Catskills farmhouse, I immediately joined…
Jim Napierala
Does one ever truly “become” an artist? I’ve been drawing and painting since childhood, but…
Katie Dozier
I’ve loved poetry since fourth grade when Mrs. Holland gave us an assignment to memorize…
The Swart Brothers’ Legacy
In seventeen-ten, when the century was young, the Swart family crossed the ocean.
Sculpter Steff Rocknak’s Latest Work
It represents the time when Melville, sitting in the Seamen’s Bethel, infused the character of…
Ben Davis & Karina Kupp From Chill Subs
I wanted to make it easy and not as stressful to discover magazines that truly…
Shadow Dancing After Rain
Kicking away the leaves by strutting she’s nothing less than Peter Pan.
Koganei Park
Dapper and delicate branches bend softly, avoiding the wrath of the city.
Mark Danowsky
I want everyday people, non-poets, those who do not have a PhD to be able…
Georgia Popoff
Inaugural Poet Laureate for Onondaga, in Central New York State.