From WTP Vol. V #4 Tropics By Brandon Marlon Ships furrow the waters out at sea while civilization’s refugees anneal on the beach, their pestering cares a world away. By the quay a lone stevedore ignores heat and thirst, dragging hawsers along the towpath to moor crafts gently yet securely, his funicular expertise accrued over…
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Literary Spotlight: Tracy May Adair
From WTP Vol. V #3 Sisyphus Takes a Cruise By Tracy May Adair Not just any cruise: to a colder place, that respite might encourage me for another eternity. Alaska, albeit summer and unseasonably warm, as if I’d brought my own hell with me. Expectations unmet, yet exceeded. Turned inside out. Hands grasping at glamour,…
Literary Spotlight: Savannah Thorne
Hurricane Isabel: September 12 See her work in Vol. IV #9 The rain is the marrow in the bones of the house. Storms are letters handwritten in water. I sleep surging in the water of dreams. What drops drops like apples through cold green depths to childhood, to memory, to whatever is unearthed on murky…
Literary Spotlight: Paul Hostovsky
The Calculus See his work in Vol. IV #9 My hygienist likes to include me in the decision making. “Shall we use the hand scaler or the ultrasonic today?” she asks me. I like the way she says “we,” like we’re doing something intimate and collaborative, like building a snowman, or more like dismantling one…
Literary Spotlight: Joyce Peseroff
Boot Found on the Side of the Road See her work in Vol. IV #8 Joyce Peseroff is a valued contributing editor to The Woven Tale Press. Her fifth book of poems is Know Thyself. She is also the author of The Hardness Scale, A Dog in the Lifeboat, Mortal Education, and Eastern Mountain Time.…
Literary Spotlight: Tess Barry
Emptied of All But Wildness See her work in Vol. IV #7 Running past an urban field emptied of all but wildness, I see a scattered patch of bricks, sprawling weeds grown brown and tall and in among them glimpse some purpled heads of summer clover. They bend and blow toward me. A single Queen…
A Poem from Natasha Head
Failed Enough Natasha Head I’ve failed enough times to know Good intentions don’t win gold stars I’ve fallen enough times to know Gravity trumps God I’ve lost enough times to know Hanging on Only serves to steal your strength And hope may be a thing with feathers But is more likely to show up As…
Flash Non-Fiction and Poem | Charles Bane, Jr.
Hybrid Writing — The Falling Sickness Essay-poem hybrid writing by Charles Bane, Jr. [dropcap]O[/dropcap]f all the gifts a poet can be given, epilepsy is the richest. I fell when I was four. It was kept hidden by my family; my father had it scrubbed from my medical records. But my life was already deeply private,…
Art Spotlight: Michael Dickel
National Poetry Month Winter window Outside the opportune window one pink head survives above geranium leaves blowing in the winter wind, covered with cold rain dropped from dimmed desire. The basil released its hope in the face of the war— forces of December and January— (more…)