Category: Literature

Haiga by Ion Codrescu: Cold Day

Ion Codrescu is an artist in Romania.  He toured the USA in 1996. His above sumi-e and haiku are published here with his permission.

A gallery of his fine work is available for your viewing  on-line at the North Carolina Haiku Society website.

Guest Artist: David Radavich

February 17, 2011 update:  David Radavich’s new book is Middle-East Mezze (2011, Plain View Press).

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Recovery

Break into pieces

and the pot will shatter
its shards

wherever the earth
will collect them again,

where all fragments
wither, knowing this soil

of the forgotten
over-trod by generations

who feast on time
as if they had it all to themselves,

the débris of the heart left
for grave-robbers to discover

yet I turn in my hand
this one blue triangle over

that must have graced
someone’s living and now mine

where the absence was

I claim and declare it

beautiful and incomplete,

hoping for fingers
finally

to clench all indignities

David Radavich is the author of Slain Species (Court Poetry, London), By the Way: Poems over the Years (Buttonwood, 1998), and Greatest Hits (Pudding House, 2000). He has also published a full-length comedy, Nevertheless . . ., five short dramas, and a wide range of poetry in journals and anthologies. His plays have been performed across the U.S., including six Off-Off-Broadway productions. Fragments of the Third Planet received its European premiere in 2000 in Germany. America Bound: An Epic for Our Time (Plain View, 2007), narrates American history from World War II to the present. His latest collection is Canonicals: Love’s Hours (Finishing Line, 2009).

David’s website is www.davidradavich.org.  He welcomes you to visit, browse through more of his writing, and offer your feedback.

“Recovery” was also published in Welcoming Hope: Poems for those in need  (Elin Grace Publishing, 2007).

“Blue Vase” from Antiqueclipart.com.

Guest Artist: Shirley Anne Leonard

Euphony

Music
in the arms of night
ascending
bending
flowing
in soft curves
comprehending
the Spirit’s
more elusive height
urged onward
by a sovereign rhythm
far beyond
the stars and flight
moving with
the planets’ courses
as they seek
the further skies
bidding sleeping angels
waken
to show us to
our paradise…

Shirley Anne is editor of WestWard Quarterly poetry magazine. She has published five chapbooks, and had poems published in Time of Singing, Ancient Paths, and two poems in books, Secure the Fort by Lucy Cain (Xlibris, 2007) and A Glimpse of Heaven (Howard, 2007) and online by Reconciliation Press, Cross Way Publications, and Quill and Parchment. 

Guest Artist: Poem By Win Couchman

FIRST WORSHIP

The teakettle, heating
Mutters.
Old elbows on the
Counter
Support my head.

First worship
Always free.

Published with permission from Win Couchman.

Win is the author of “Don’t Call Me Spry” Creative Possibilities for Later Life (Harold Shaw Publishers, 1990); and a co-author of other books with her husband, Bob.  “First Worship” is a new poem.

“Charity Never Faileth” 1 Corinthians 13

And now
abideth

faith,

hope,

charity,

these three;

but the greatest
of these

is charity.

The title of this post is from 1 Corinthians 13: 8.  The above verse is quoted from 1 Corinthians 13:13.  King James Version of the Holy Bible, which is in the Public Domain.   I rearranged the words in this presentation.

Post update: January 10, 2019.