Poem by Alice Weiss
(Kind of Blue) Feet up on the coffee table, I loosen my tie. Miles climbs hills, Jimmy Cobb whooshes cymbals, side-a-the road sounds. She comes into the living room. “It’s [...]
(Kind of Blue) Feet up on the coffee table, I loosen my tie. Miles climbs hills, Jimmy Cobb whooshes cymbals, side-a-the road sounds. She comes into the living room. “It’s [...]
Mr. Apocalypse Mr. Apocalypse is coming tonight, for it’s time to feed the earth again and after, shoot the spirits to their celestial abode. The end of the world arrived [...]
Artwork © Irene Koronas gertrude morning a reasonable position concerning stein her conscientiousness boggles with critical eye her circumstances in perspective she traveled the precipice falling off into [...]
Artwork © Irene Koronas communion mixing partly this, partly that, each partly screaming a recipe, turning it over like griddle cakes. I feel full boiling death and birth [...]
Artwork © Irene Koronas angry with wind yellow orange leaves twist and fly and grind everything turns red rising like wild mountain trout spurn lovers rake the wilderness [...]
an ordinary day so I can aim my bow and arrow my urgent need to put pen to vellum I stuff my bra with newspaper my ugly turtle neck sweater [...]
Painting © Irene Koronas fly off the page “feathered tribe” fish crow do not fear danger from the lords of the land oyster catchers above the reeds chased [...]