poetry

My Handbag

My Handbag

a poem by Shurouk Hammoud

 

Everyday (2018)  Artist: Clara Quintela . Embroidery, 4 m x 3 m - Exhibition at Popup Gallery

Everyday (2018) Artist: Clara Quintela. Embroidery, 4 m x 3 m - Exhibition at Popup Gallery

My handbag is full of caution

Buttons of all sizes

For sudden holes

Needle and black threads

To sew wounds of heart and clothing as well

Empty sanitary bags for vomiting cases that occur to those who live here nowadays

Wet wipes to wipe make up' shredders.

My handbag is full of futility

Polisher for my shoes those expired by long roads

A mobile phone that is full of people 'names I cannot any longer remember

My poor quality glasses

My optometrist prescribed

On the pretext that I do not see beyond my nose

Dry cigarettes and a lighter that staggers genetically

Dried flowers and poems whose papers did not accommodate

Hankies those got tired of farewells

And you ask me why does my back hurt?

Photo source: the author

Photo source: the author

About the author:

 Shurouk Hammod "born in 1982 ", a Syrian poetess, literary translator, BA of arts graduate and a master degree graduate of text translation, Damascus University. She has three published poetry collections in Arabic language and two published poetry collection in English titled: (the night papers),(Blind time), in addition; excerpts of her poetry that have been published in many poetry anthologies in France, Serbia, Netherlands and India. She is a member of Palestinian writers and journalists union and honorary member at NAJI Naaman international library of honorary culture. She is an award winner of many local and international poetry awards, to include: Charles Baudelaire first prize for poetry creativity, 2018; Sylvia Plath medal for writing poetry 2017; Jack Kerouac poetry merit award 2016; Arthur Rimbaud merit diploma for writing poetry, 2015; Nazik al Malieka literary prize for writing poetry 2012; Alexandria public library prize for writing poetry 2012; and Naji Namman international literary prize for writing poetry 2014. She has been appointed as ambassador of the word by the Spanish Foundation Cesar Egido Serrano, in 2016. Her poetry has been translated into French, Finnish, Spanish, Bengali, Mandarin, German, Romanian, Italian and English. Email: shurouk.hammoud82@gmail.com


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Based On a True Story

Based on a True Story

 

Sleepers, 2013. Artist: Edgar Invoker. Acrylic on polyvinylchloride, 50 x 50 cm, $300.   @edgarinvoker

Sleepers, 2013. Artist: Edgar Invoker. Acrylic on polyvinylchloride, 50 x 50 cm, $300.

@edgarinvoker

When I was 16 I wrote you love notes and poems.

Late at night I sat by noisy creeks.

I loved the sound of the rushing waters.

I wrote you that I couldn’t wait to meet you,

And I knew you were waiting for me too.

I lamented about worshiping the ground you walked on.

I wrote you about the depths of my soul,

And how I longed for you to discover me.

I wrote you that I would never let anyone but you in.

I wrote you that I couldn’t wait to love you,

And to be loved by you.

I wrote down all my secrets for you,

And my tears of loneliness would fall freely on the pages.

When I was done writing you, I would fold the paper in half,

give it a kiss, and I would leave it under a rock there by the creek.

I would walk away knowing someday I would meet you.

I would look into the starry night and I knew somewhere you were too.

Photo source: the author

Photo source: the author

About the author:

Kelly A. Berry currently resides in Chicago, IL with her tuxedo cat Baby. Coming out of a very tumultuous childhood she always found herself in the middle of meaningful friendships with artists, but would never dare to give herself the honor of calling herself an artist. Everyone around her was just so much better than her. Although she was writing poetry and short stories from the time she learned cursive in school, it wasn't until she took a pottery class in 2008 that she was able to accept herself for who she is. The class allowed her the freedom to express herself truly, to let loose those bottled up ideas and emotions, and now Kelly A. Berry can say with confidence that she is an artist. 


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Creation

Creation

a poem by Anthony Andrea

Untitled II, 2019. Artist: Ginger Cochran, Mobile photograph, iPhone 6+

Untitled II, 2019. Artist: Ginger Cochran, Mobile photograph, iPhone 6+

creation exists

brute fact

it’s possibility

is uncreated

brute fact

there exists

potential

namely

that which is uncreated

brute fact

creation is in existence

existence is real manifest and palpable in experience

brute fact

reality is definite, supervening permanent and final

and manifesting all properties, qualities attributes

potentialities possibilities probabilities domains

and being in existence

existence is real

brute fact

and prevailing

and whereupon

and inevitably

and therefore

and hence

nothing is not possible

brute fact

nothing is not possible now

take it or leave it.

Photo source: the author

Photo source: the author

About the author:

[Anthony Andrea is] a 57 year old care worker and has been writing since 2018.

“I am not a writer. I mean I do not wish to ever feel obliged to say anything. I am not a professional anything. The professional refers to a higher human authority. I am an Amateur. The Amateur refers directly to the Divine. I have no biography - such a thing is antithetical to my natural inclinations since all Bio's are inevitably fictional. I have always loved words.” - the author


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Man, With a Gun

Man, with a gun

micro story by Ginger Cochran

A few years ago, I was leaving my neighborhood one day.
I came to a stop at a crosswalk.
In the short distance, a gentleman on a bike came approaching the walk.
He then stopped right in front of my car, put his hand to his head in the shape of a gun and playfully blew his brains out.
He then got on his bike and continued on.
I still think about it from time to time.

True story.

Photo source: the author

Photo source: the author

About the author:

Ginger Cochran is an abstract painter and fiber sculptor, as well as emerging poet, residing in Denton Texas. She is currently working on her first poetry collection, Doorways, to be published in 2019. To see more of her prose, visit Self Labeled.


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To Be

“To read and to write are like drinking water. And i am always thirsty... “ - Irma Kiss

TO BE

a poem by Irma Kiss

 

“Retroactive Love Icon” Artist: ME Wilcox. Mixed media sculpture.

“Retroactive Love Icon” Artist: ME Wilcox. Mixed media sculpture.

You are in the ink
and in the flicking of the pages.
You are in the taste of squeezed oranges
and in the darkness of chocolate.
You are in the dusted pink color of the clothes I'm wearing
and in the pattern of lace and silk.
You are on the radio station frequencies, putting on music.
And in the clicking of the camera
Taking shots.
You are in the space in the ribcage, on the left.
And in the blinking of the eyelids
rhythmically watering my eyes.
You are.

I am in the paper that absorbs your writing
and on the fingertip flicking the pages.
I am the glass holding the orange juice
and in the sweet kiss aftertaste of chocolate.
I am the memory of the hands removing clothes
and in the sweat glueing two heated bodies.
I am the song played on every radio station, everywhere .
And on the background of every photo you'll ever take.
I am in the space in your ribcage,
on the left.
And in the space between the seconds-
Where your mind lingers.
I am.

I am.
You are.

Photo Source: the author

Photo Source: the author

About the author:

I was born in 1978, in the small town of Hunedoara, in western Romania. I am bilingual in Romanian and Hungarian, as I am of Hungarian ethnicity. I have completed my studies in Romania, with a BA and and MA in English and Romanian Philology. I have been teaching English to students aged 10-18. I am currently teaching English grammar and literature at Iancu de Hunedoara National College and I am preparing students for Cambridge, Lelts and Toefl exams. I also published a book of grammar exercises for students: Practice Makes Perfect, in 2015. Writing is a hobby that I practice whenever I feel that simple communication cannot express the load of emotions that are trying to free themselves and be born.

wordpress.com/posts/irmaskiss.wordpress.com / Facebook

About the artist, ME Wilcox:

I earned a B.A. and a B.F.A. in Studio Art and Art History from UT Austin.  I’m also a professional certified Art Teacher, having taught art in Texas public schools and in various international schools in SE Asia.  I’ve always been very interested in world art & craft, folk art and art history.  I spent many years living and traveling abroad - collecting and studying various artistic traditions and immersing myself in different cultures.  My experience overseas both directly and indirectly influences my current art practice, which includes photography, fiber arts, print-making and mixed media. I’m especially interested in the concept of identity - an interest which developed as a result of living abroad for numerous years.  I explore issues of memory, identity, culture & tradition, which may include references to historical art iconography, global art traditions, and places that hold meaning for me.  Images, textiles and objects that I’ve collected may also appear in my work. I love the whole process of art-making!  It’s my intent to make interesting, meaningful and visually appealing art work.  I hope viewers enjoy my work.

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Tae a Puddle

Tae a Puddle

a Scots poem by Kit Duddy

Photo source: the author

Photo source: the author

Yir sic a bonny thing, that sees the sky

and greenery. Wi unkent fathom near

always black, maist mithers gled tae

see you gaun as the washin pile

gaes higher.

 

The street wains gaither roon yir girth,

wi wild sair smiles an fu owe mirth

tae see wha's first.

 

The canny yin gaes in wan fit first,

the next yin then daes twa.

The cheeky sod fae up the street

sends in his ain fitba.

 

Oh! puddle whit a playthin there,

nae even worth a shillin

Left ower fae the mornin’s rain

tae wains yir worth a million

Photo source: the author

Photo source: the author

About the author:

[Kit Duddy is] a retired retailer and former housing officer, 72 years young and writes poetry both prose and rhyme as a pastime, […} and has been writing for approx 9 years.

My poems are of rhyme and prose although I prefer rhyme, I write in English and in Scots. My work is both creative and reactive, stemming from the work of artists/photographers, but also from personal inspiration.” - quote by the author

To read more by the author, please visit www.facebook.com/kitspoems.


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I Want To Go

I Want To Go

a poem by Ginger Cochran

 

Rebirth, 2019. Ginger Cochran. Yarn fiber, cotton rope, beach wood, wire and found wooden ring, 38 x 14 inches

Rebirth, 2019. Ginger Cochran. Yarn fiber, cotton rope, beach wood, wire and found wooden ring, 38 x 14 inches

I want to go to a land that is bright

I want to go to a land that is safe

I want to go to a land that is free

 

I want to go to a home that is loving

I want to go to a home that is warm

I want to go to a home that is free

 

I want to go to a mountain that is bold

I want to go to a mountain that is brilliant

I want to go to a mountain that is free

 

I want to go to a valley that is awesome

I want to go to a valley that is fertile

I want to go to a valley that is free

 

I want to go far and wide

I want to go wild and proud

But I’ll go to my own heart….

The only place that is free.

Photo source: the author

Photo source: the author

About the author:

Ginger Cochran is an abstract painter and fiber sculptor, as well as emerging poet, residing in Denton Texas. She is currently working on her first poetry collection, Doorways, to be published in 2019. To see more of her prose, visit Self Labeled.


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Think Of Me

Think of Me

a poem by Dr. Gideon Cecil

Schoolgirl Crush, 2019. Artist Robin Pedrero. Oil, 12 x 12 inches, $200

Schoolgirl Crush, 2019. Artist Robin Pedrero. Oil, 12 x 12 inches, $200

Write of my love in the diary of your heart,
You are the book of my love poetry from the start.
Drink my poetry in your tea in the evening,
Think of my love verses in your heart my darling.
Bees and birds are singing of our endless love,
Our love is a fictive- truth to the God’s above.
I will love you until the end of time,
Time will never erase our love rhyme.
Your heart lives into mine everywhere I go,
Your eyes illuminate my day like the sun’s glow.
Neither wind nor storm can take your love from me,
Our love is stronger than a tsunami rising in the sea.
Think of me as you watch the sunrise at dawn,
You are the gorgeous sunrise that’s ever been born.

About the author:

Dr. Gideon Sampson Cecil was born on the 9th of May 1968 in Rose Hall Town, Corentyne Berbice, Guyana. He holds a Bachelor and Master of Arts Degree from Life Christian University in Tampa, Florida and a degree in journalism. He is a college lecturer and freelance journalist. He has so far published seven books of poetry and prose. He was recently appointed as a Senior Judge for The Queen’s Commonwealth Essay Competition 2018. He was recently conferred with a Doctor of Letters Degree. Purchase his book, The revelation of Love, here.

www.avid-publishing.com/gideon-cecil

About the artist:

Born in Connecticut in 1964, Pedrero studied painting with professional artists and exhibited at the Mystic Art Association as a teen. Pedrero is an award-winning artist with work in museum permanent collections, film, and collected worldwide. Pedrero worked from her Florida studio from 1989 to August of 2016 and now creates from her studio in Frisco Texas. She is an elected signature member of the Pastel Society of America. She was awarded Best Artist in Florida 2012 by Baterby’s Art Auction Gallery, listed in Florida International Magazine’s Florida Artists Hall of Fame, and her work won an international wine label contest and was  featured  on a  limited edition Artiste Wine label. In September 2015 Robin Maria Pedrero celebrated her first solo museum exhibit at the Lake Eustis Museum of Art.

www.robinmariapedrero.com / Instagram


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My Temporary Existence

My Temporary Existence

A poem by Ginger Cochran

 

Life and Death, 2019. Yarn fiber, cotton rope and wood, 16 x 60 inches, $740  Ginger Cochran

Life and Death, 2019. Yarn fiber, cotton rope and wood, 16 x 60 inches, $740

Ginger Cochran

My reflection seems ghostly and hollow

Through the window of the room.

My memories are shadows,

But there’s no impending doom.

 

The rain tricks my mind

Gentle drops are amplified.

I then remember my life

And all the things I tried.

 

I smile at the grass and simple things

The quiet hum of the sky.

I laugh over all the struggles

That’ll happen when you die.

 

I tread through the mist

And meet those of the past

I remember less of turmoil

And only peace at last.

 

I now know what was right

And finally, what was true

That I was thankful everyday

I had my family and you.

 

This life had meaning

This lesson was taught

The dream was worth it

Every goal I had sought.

Now I live forever

Forgetting those who lied

I’ll continue on and on

My forever existence now to abide.

Photo source: the author

Photo source: the author

About the author:

Ginger Cochran is an abstract painter and fiber sculptor, as well as emerging poet, residing in Denton Texas. She is currently working on her first poetry collection, Doorways, to be published in 2019. To see more of her prose, visit Self Labeled.


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Traveler

TRAVELER

a poem by Alicia Minjarez

Translated by: Alaric Gutiérrez.

 

Untitled, 2016. Mobile photography, iPhone 6+. Ginger Cochran

Untitled, 2016. Mobile photography, iPhone 6+. Ginger Cochran

Redemptive breeze

imprisons my space,

like raining stars

as fragrant words

at the crescent moon,

salt conspires about

your shooting and lasting

existence.

 

Blue air flutter about

your wet

vertices notes,

ascending

through 

the tree’s essence.

Guttural sounds

spotting

the horizon.

 

I sense you

among murmurs

of leaves

diluting

liquid shadows,

imaginary

pigeon’s pieces,

luminescence music

of the dreams

we forge.

 

I find you,

wrong or right,

in haste;

in the rain’s

incessant voice.

Beautiful traveler

of dreamed steps

and arms of fire.

 

Drowned in

desire-scented steam

I dusk upon

foreign oaks,

as touch produced by

your path;

dark moor

of an old sky

reinvent

your word of light,

the illusory

copulation

of language.

 

Photo source: Alicia Minjarez

Photo source: Alicia Minjarez

About the author:

Alicia Minjarez: Poetess, Translator,  Singer, University Professor,  Broadcast locution Radio and T.V.


She was born in Tijuana, Mexico. She is an internationally renowned poetess and author who has won numerous awards including the EASAL medal by the European Academy of Sciences and Letters 2018 at Paris, France. Awarded "Pride of the Globe" WNWU, Kazakhstan 2018; Awarded with Honorable Mention in the category: Foreign Poetry, of the International Poetry Prize Poseidonia Paestrum, Edition XXIV, Italy 2018. Awarded "Universal Inspirational Poet", Pentasi B. World, India 2017; Winner of a special mention and a medal in the International Poetry Prize NOSSIDE Italy 2015, recognized by UNESCO.  Awarded with the IWA BOGDANI Albania Award, 2016. Awarded with the Third Place in French Poetry in the International Poetry Prize ‘Sous les traces de Léopold Sédar Senghor” at Milan, Italy, 2016 recognized by ONU and UNESCO.  Winner of a mention in the NOSSIDE Poetry Prize, Italy 2016. Awarded "Universal Inspirational Poet" Pentasi B. World, Africa, Ghana 2016.


She was considered among the International Poets published in the XXI Century World Literature Book released at New Delhi, India, 2016.  Her poems have been translated into: English, Albanian, French, Cameroonian, Arabic, Azerbaijan, Turkish, Chinese, Taiwanese, Portuguese, Polish and  Italian. And published in more than 140 International Anthologies, journals and magazines around the world.  


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River As Meditation

River As Meditation

a poem by Dah Helmer

 

How elegant the river flows

near giant boulders that rest

like shaved heads.

 

We come to know these things

by simple names,

sky, clouds, this river

inside the valley, moving

its golden vein,

with tree stumps, like dark fists,

holding the shore.

 

Inside this great vision

water is everywhere

with its intelligent run

to the ocean, dragging bones,

possum, puma, pulling them

like broken god parts

 


Photo credit: Juliet Menrae

Photo credit: Juliet Menrae

About the author:

Dah’s seventh poetry collection is Something Else’s Thoughts (Transcendent Zero Press) and his poems have been published by editors from the US, UK, Ireland, Canada, Spain, Singapore, Philippines, Poland, Australia, Africa, and India. He is a Pushcart Prize and Best Of The Net nominee and the lead editor of the poetry critique group, The Lounge.


Dah lives in Berkeley, California, where he is working on his eighth book of poetry.


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For a Tree

A poem by Doug King

Untitled, 2018. Pastel on rice paper. Doug King

Untitled, 2018. Pastel on rice paper. Doug King

For a tree

to sit quietly

is no chore at all

Whether in the sun

or where there is none

there is no worry

Amongst its friends

the love it sends

together they flourish

After a time

one might find

their lives have

intertwined

Photo credit: Doug King

Photo credit: Doug King

About the author / artist:

Doug King is a talented artist, writer and film-maker living and working in Dallas, TX. He is currently Editor-in-Chief for Dallas Style and Design Magazine and continues to write freelance in addition to painting.

To view more of his art work, follow him on Instagram @dougking5150. For information on film / screenplay and publishing, please visit www.dayiiiprod.com.


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I Am Full

I Am Full - Pregnancy Poem

By Kristin Mays

 

Water has soaked every bit of earth I was made up of

I am full

 

My skin is too tight, holding it all together

There is no room for me anymore

 

The core of me holds the most,

soaking once hardened muscles

making them soft to bend

 

I am calm on the surface

but inside me, my waters are busy carving new paths

Erosion, forming new structures, new organs

 

My womb, all new

 

Pushing parts of me out further, and further

Making room

 

Carving the girl that was a mountain

into the canyon that will be the mother

 

Inside the bulge that has become my life:

My baby, my little one

 

She moves, like a whale beneath the waters

Nudging every so often at the surface

her small questions of life on the other side

 

Like land and sea,

we're strangers to each other

Yet two beings can never be closer

Waiting, 2016, Acrylic, Kristin Mays

Waiting, 2016, Acrylic, Kristin Mays


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The Float

The Float

a poem by Ginger Cochran

I am very still.

My chest barely moves with each breath.

I am calm. I am warm.

I feel a rolling sensation across my skin and along my scalp, pushing every follicle straight.

I close my eyes. I am comforted.

I lift above and beyond my weight. Only like lifting a baby.

I feel the air all around me and the pounding of my own heart.

I feel a peace I have always known was there.

I open my eyes and find I am right where I was.

Not Your Whole Self, 2016. Photography, iPhone 6+

Not Your Whole Self, 2016. Photography, iPhone 6+

About the author:

Ginger Cochran is an emerging poet, residing in Denton Texas. She is currently working on her first poetry collection, Doorways, to be published in 2019. To see more of her prose, visit Self Labeled.


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No Vacancy

NO VACANCY

a poem by Irma Kiss

Artist: Patricia A. Pecorella  Night Tears , 2017. Acrylic, 24 x 24 inches.

Artist: Patricia A. Pecorella Night Tears, 2017. Acrylic, 24 x 24 inches.

There. And there.

Some lingering scent. Unwashable.

Nostril in quivers and shudders of impatience.

Time stands still - a horse shot to death.

A gelatinous time with trapped sounds.

Insects caught in a net,

turning to dust between fingers.

Cotton mouth

and

an unwavering image

in the back of the eye.

An inaudible voice

before the heavy head hits the pillows.

the last conscious thought

of a tired mind.

An itch in the fingertips,

a sudden burst of heat.

Heartbeats fidgeting,

a taste of water,

an aftertaste of kiss.

A constant presence.

A room in one's mind.

No vacancy.

“To read and to write are like drinking water. And i am always thirsty... “ - Irma Kiss

Photo source: Irma Kiss

Photo source: Irma Kiss

About the author:

I was born in 1978, in the small town of Hunedoara, in western Romania. I am bilingual in Romanian and Hungarian, as I am of Hungarian ethnicity. I have completed my studies in Romania, with a BA and and MA in English and Romanian Philology. I have been teaching English to students aged 10-18. I am currently teaching English grammar and literature at Iancu de Hunedoara National College and I am preparing students for Cambridge, Lelts and Toefl exams. I also published a book of grammar exercises for students: Practice Makes Perfect, in 2015. Writing is a hobby that I practice whenever I feel that simple communication cannot express the load of emotions that are trying to free themselves and be born.

Blog / Facebook

About the artist:

I am an emerging acrylic artist based in Santa Fe, NM. A life-changing sojourn in Japan and especially experiencing the ability of the Japanese people to "make space" inside no matter the surrounding noise, greatly influences my work. As a modern abstract expressionist, my work starts with mark-making to form a base, then continues with a multi-layering process moving between dark and light, adding and then subtracting, as I explore the experience of alternating constriction and expansion, of finding space to breathe amid the tangling nature of human relationships. The result is abstract imagery with a strong underlying structure.

ppecorella.com / Instagram


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Transcending Definitions

Transcending Definitions

a poem by Scott Thomas Outlar

 

Art is not an institution…

Untitled, 2016. Photography, iPhone 6+. Ginger Cochran

Untitled, 2016. Photography, iPhone 6+. Ginger Cochran

it is an inner fire

born out of those

whose eyes pierce deeply

into hidden burning beauty.

 

Art is not a class taught by Academia…

it is a holy vibration

pulsing through the veins

of those who sense the truth

of this world’s perfect purity.

 

Art is not a transaction…

it is a soulful expression

that has no choice

but to be released

as a reflection of the Source.

 

Art is not a sales pitch…

it is an intense emotion

coupled with a vision

of crystalline transcendence

that ruptures open new dimensions.

 

Art is not yet ready for the grave…

it is a raging protest

against the mortal flesh

that sings the sweetest melody

about overcoming life’s suffering.


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The Unique Half-Moon Shape

The Unique Half-Moon Shape

a poem by Ginger Cochran

Embrace, 2016. R. Suzanne Beltran.  Acrylic on canvas, 36 x 29 inches

Embrace, 2016. R. Suzanne Beltran.

Acrylic on canvas, 36 x 29 inches

The Light filters softly through the window

highlighting the dust particles in the air

 

the unique half-moon shape from the shadows of collected items in the lights path, rests on the maroon, floral carpet

 

she counts the petals in their motif and imagines a secret garden

she descends into the light and clumsily attempts her sultry look

 

The curve of her mocks all pre-conceptions of beauty and grace. And her eyes playfully dance at the shadows of the trees onto the walls

Her veil is strategic

Her mystery is breath-taking

About the author:

Ginger Cochran is an emerging poet, residing in Denton Texas. She is currently working on her first poetry collection, Doorways, to be published in 2019. To see more of her prose, visit Self Labeled.

About the artist:

I [ R. Suzanne Beltran] paint and create art with a deep sense of consideration for man and his fate in the ever changing world, using vibrant intense colours, creating layers, lines, shapes and textures, juxtaposed like thread that allows movement of images, that finds an outlet on canvas. The combination of these elements create expressions that are spontaneous but subtle, connecting feelings and thoughts, into mysterious pieces, not only of colour and form but of energy and hidden meaning. My style and perspective allows me to create art that is a relevant, instinctual life force and universal thread, connecting the dance of life.

To view more work by the artist, please follow the artist on Instagram @_zannieb_art.


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RECONNOITRE

Reconnoitre

a poem by Ginger Cochran

I delve into life.

I question my reality.

I examine, search and seek.

 

let us tour this earth.

discover its glories.

let us leave no stone unturned!

let us turn inside out!

 

let us scrutinize every boundary

and inquire upon every whim.

 

darling, let us be free.

Untitled, 2016. Photography by Ginger Cochran

Untitled, 2016. Photography by Ginger Cochran

Photo source: the author

Photo source: the author

About the Author:

Ginger Cochran is an emerging poet, residing in Denton Texas. She is currently working on her first poetry collection, Doorways, to be published in 2019. To see more of her prose, visit Self Labeled.

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Far As The Sky

Far As The Sky

a poem by Amirah Al Wassif

Child, 2016. Ginger Cochran. Photography, 8 x 8 inches

Child, 2016. Ginger Cochran. Photography, 8 x 8 inches


far as the sky

close as a wish

we all those sailors

who never caught their fish

far as the sky

close as a wish

we think of the only question

though our poor or our rich

far as the sky

close as a wish

life starts with " why "

days role is to teach

far as the sky

close as a wish

hello equals goodbye

the great wisdom we will reach

far as the sky

close as a wish

the words of anybody die

when he meets the death!

About the author:

Amirah Al Wassif is a freelance writer. She has written articles, novels, short stories poems and songs. Five of her books were written in Arabic and many of her English works have been published in various cultural magazines.

Amirah is passionate about producing literary works for children, teens and adults which represent cultures from around the world. Her first book, Who Do Not Eat Chocolate, was published in 2014, and her latest illustrated book, The Cocoa Book and Other Stories, is forth-coming.


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Toeris

Toeris

a poem in Afrikaans by Janie Davel

Fog City, 2018. Photograph by Lisa Waddell

Fog City, 2018. Photograph by Lisa Waddell

Ek loop deur die strate van jou hart

soos ‘n vreemdeling in ‘n onbekende stad…

Soos ‘n toeris weggevoer deur die prag

van ‘n ander land…

Soms stap ek soos ‘n bekende in ‘n klein dorpie

en vind ek maklik toegang tot die kamers van jou hart…

Soms dwaal ek tussen nou en waar ons was

met ‘n boeksak vol stories

en klere in my tas.

Gee my ietsie van jou

Gee my ‘n oomblik saam met jou

Gee my iets om in my hart se hande te hou

Ek hoor hoe jou woorde deur my hart sif

Deur elke traan en elke skeur

sodat ek weer iets asemrowend oor die lewe kan leer

Ek stap deur die strate van jou hart

opsoek na ‘n plek om rustig te sit.

Skep ek ‘n beeld soos in ‘n storie?

Ek weet of jy my hoor nie?

Maar jy maal deur my gedagtes

Jy raak aan my hart

Jy kom lê soos heuning in my mond…

~~English Translation~~

Tourist

a poem by Janie Davel

I walk the streets of your heart

like a stranger in an unfamiliar city...

Like a tourist captivated by the beauty of a distant land... 

I sometimes find a way to your heart 

as though you know me well.

And I'm sometimes lost between where we were and where we are now

as a travel with a backpack filled with stories, clothes and memories

Give me just a little bit of you

Give me a moment with you

Give me something to treasure in this fragile heart 

You taught me to once again see the beauty of life

Through every tear you told me I have nothing to fear

I walk the streets of your heart

searching for a place to rest

Are we nothing but a story? 

Do you even hear me?

But you permeate my mind

You touch my heart

You are honey on my tongue...  

To read more from Janie Davel, visit her Facebook page here.

To view more work by the photographer, Lisa Waddell, please visit her website at www.lisamariewaddell.art or follow her on Instagram @lisa_marie_waddell.


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