“Midnight Jazz”

By Ian Copestick   Usually jazz isn't really my cup of tea But tonight as I sit here alone, headphones on Smoking cigarette after cigarette It perfectly sums up just how I'm feeling The lonesome horn, improvising Improving. Making new melodies Out of old. As the bass strings hum And thrum, the brushes lightly hitting … Continue reading “Midnight Jazz”

The Untranslatable: Han

By Thomas Page 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.   The world is an impressionist’s eye exam With the letters blurred from a certain distance. The people you encounter everyday Will always be … Continue reading The Untranslatable: Han