The Music

It’s three-thirty in the morning and we’re far underground


Lyre of my Love! for many a lonely hour Thou hast breathed music o’er my sinking mind

Change on Change

Three months ago, the stream did flow, The lilies bloomed along the edge; And we were lingering to and fro,—

I Will Remember This Day

I will remember this day Just like almost any day That my tears fell like rain My heart was full of pain ...


What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare.


Nature rarer uses yellow

Disputed Tread

Where she steps a whir, Like dust about her feet...

Voices of the Air

The little voices of the air Sound above all the sea and wind. The sea and wind do then obey And sighing, sighing double notes Of double basses, content to play

Voices of Earth

These are the voices of earth’s secret soul, Uttering the mystery from which she came. - Archibald Lampman

Singing Waters

A selection of poems from Johnette Downing’s spring 2022 release Singing Waters, A Selection of Haiku, Senryu, and Haibun

Love our Ukraine

Vladimir Sosyura's poem expresses Ukrainian’s love for their Motherland and helps others understand the “true Ukrainian soul.”

The End and the Beginning

Anyone who has experienced war, or even a natural disaster, knows it doesn’t end when the bombs stop falling or the rain stops or the wind stops blowing. That is the message of poet Wislawa Szymborska.