Luna Sure sign of summer, the pale translucence of the luna’s green wings, the green of emerging blades of grass, or new rose leaves. How such delicacy battles her way through thunderstorms, clouds, the dust of a dry summer, how her path is unerring; she returns every time, not herself, but a replica, someone born from her eggs. In April, too early for lunas, one appeared anyway, flapping at the back porch window Let me in. Walking outside, I bathed in her … [Read more...]
Laura Rodley, Montague City Road
“Not even the tiniest incident of beauty slips past Laura Rodley's watchful eye. . . . ” This is a quote from Boston Literary Magazine Chapbook Review about Laura’s collection of poetry, Your Left Wheel is Coming Loose. I heartily concur. I first became familiar with Laura’s work when we both had work in Kiss Me Goodnight. Her poem “Addicted” is in Solace in So Many Words and she has let me publish "If I Had a Horse"on this website. Last week I put out a call for … [Read more...]