Like a Beautiful Book | Mónika Tóth

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With no sound but tiny bells tinkling on an empty platform in the middle of nowhereand a model train silently moving towards a station there,the only waiting passenger listens to tiny bells tinkling on an empty platform in the middle of nowhereand a model train silently moving towards a station there. 6.20 pm.With no sound…

The day breaks into a crimson dusk, Pastels merging into the bright chirpy hues, The sea stretches to the horizon Unabashed hopes of a rendezvous with the sky The shore seeped in love, surrenders to the sea, The sea unrequiting:unloving, Ebbs away with life Sprawling death all over across the shore. Since centuries, the Shore…

Gareth Morgan is a Melbourne poet whose collection When a Punk Becomes a Spunk was published last year and received an admiring and perceptive review in Overland magazine by Elese Dowden, absorbingly titled “The moral risk of taking things too seriously.” Morgan, an astute critic himself, has also published a chapbook of epistolary poems addressed to Eileen Myles, Dear Eileen,…

What the Streets Look Like Mom: the sweet rotted summer stench still taps the nasal cavity inside breezes several times per block. I have a greater empathy for pigeons after two months at work in the unnatural country, & find it instinctively nerve- wracking to remove my wallet from its pocket here in town despite…

No, they are not wastes of space and this not a place of waste, this collection of classrooms and lectures School, academy, is a place of hope where the learner can reach beyond where they are, where their space is full of purpose. More at http://spinrockreader.blogspot.com. The post Place of Hope | JD DeHart appeared…