Poems by Beverly M. Collins

Moss   Walls covered in a green growth that moves Slow and clings due to code. Land barnacles, much like those found in the ocean, alive and holding on. Present but fearful that to float or sail would spell a sure end. What is the human expression of fear/cling? Does it show itself only in … Continue reading Poems by Beverly M. Collins

Poems by Guna Moran

FLY Original : Assamese : Guna Moran Translation : Bibekananda Choudhury   Anything rotting Titillates the nostrils of the fly   As it hovers over the rotten things We move away in a hurry Covering our face   Whenever any little thing happens in the locality The news reaches a certain class of flies   … Continue reading Poems by Guna Moran