Cusp | Natalie Bentley

The cosmos is inside us Yet we try to hide from the dark, Spark of life is dust From universal birth… Enjoy the spark of waking up, New light of day begins to play, Never fear the past, it can’t last, Forget and renew With open eyes, inside and outside Outer life comes to view,…

We’re not the Trumps my wife and I but we have enough and can’t complain except when I shop every month for groceries, essentials we call them, and spend $300 or more. It’s in the carts near mine that I see why others who don’t have enough and will never have enough might classify much…

Deconstruction relies on the flipping of binaries. “Losing is winning. Crime is justice. Rape is love. Death is life.” No wonder the new Jacobins hate Orwell.  from Lee Smith, “The Global Empire of Palestine,” in Tablet, December 19, 2023 The salient fact is that the crushing military defeat suffered by the Palestinians will hardly matter,…

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In the stillness of forever as the sun closes its eyes I look up into the black of night in awe of the universe where stars house themselves inside the mystery of sky through telescopic eyes the wonder of its vastness gives pause to question does life live beyond time earth’s ceiling of theories cups…

                            What are the odds that two of your favorite poets who don’t know each other–one, an award-winning Arab poet, and the other, an award-winning Jewish poet and the founder of Yetzirah–would choose the same artwork for the cover of their books?…