Two Poems by Stephen Mead

   Ariel’s Mission This tree giant knows me & the grasses I pass upon looking to ignite brooks. Listen, I’m calling through the sudden undulation of leaves. Is it some sea sound  or else; stranger: Soft whispers, candles in petals placed on a lake? How they float to anoint senses, a hushed travelling dream talk that … Continue reading Two Poems by Stephen Mead

The Untranslatable: Zalatwic

By Thomas Page The Untranslatable This is a series of poems of words that do not directly translate into English. I have tried to capture the essence of the word in a poem. Upon the dusking sun with the twilighting moon neither at its zenith, Sit the parded-faces with the furor of the countless stars … Continue reading The Untranslatable: Zalatwic