BlueMoonNortheast
Meg Harris
It was Nothing
Is nothing empty? Nothing love? No beginning or end? Nothing is that did not begin. Oh, nothing, you dark star, You white dove, You are everything to me, my love.
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What the Water Gave Me
Amy King About her most recent book, I Want to Make You Safe (Litmus Press), John Ashbery describes Amy King's poetry as brin...
St Non's Rock
This is a rock. It is a rock found on the path to the ancient well of St Non near St David's, Wales. One side of the rock is one-a...
Rememberance
After an artifact of the Auschwitz-Birkenau Museum , This piece of writing appeared (9/30/2017) on The BeZine hosted by Meta/Phor(e)/Pl...