Poetry

"...Holding me as if she was meant to..."

"...It’s in them to galvanise, visualise and humanise...."

Shadow, whose roots lie in the deep traditional Urdu poetry, emerged into the English verse a little while ago after a long silence to capture the tears that dwell in the heart and fall on the paper in the veil of dark. Writing from Rawalpindi, Pakistan.

Patricia Reis is retired professor and counselor. Recently put pen to paper to scrib poetry. Her work has been selected for publication and presentation. Her artistic goal is to create words that move the heart and inspire the spirit.

"...syllables weigh the heaviest when put on my soul..."

"...it all seems so long ago..."

"...Her mind rehearsed words..."

"...drifting past exits at the edge of the city..."

"Those who wage wars seek to erase the human being itself..."

"...I love that noir detective lingo...."

"Transatlantic slave trade was a grave crime..."

Jack Phillips Lowe is a lifelong resident of the Chicago area.

"...Diversity and inclusivity are nothing to fear...."

"If it's any consolation..."

"There are forever pains..."

"...Despite setbacks and letdowns..."

A dance with nature...

"...You will see many magical things..."

"...There is no dossier to back me..."

"...plunged African football into utter confusion and shame..."

"...He was the countryside's rising sun..."

"...gravity a greedy partner waiting..."

"...walking the nearby woods..."

"...A great way of putting it..."

"...here’s fellowship of destined pain..."

"...slow-mo with snowy landscape below..."

"... falling into Dawn’s cupped hands..."

"...under full sail, skipping across the waves..."

"...three clocks that speak time..."

"I watch the little newts..."