INSIDE THIS ISSUE:
Fahredin Shehu
Elisavietta Ritchie
Uvie Gwewhegbe
Jennifer Burd
George Miller
Robert Penick
Laszlo Slomovits
Richard Gartee
Gale Acuff
Stephen Sleboda
Robert Nisbet
Chris Spitters
Silvia Scheibli
Michael Lee Johnson
Alicia Mathias
Alan Britt
Y. Przhebelskaya
Helen Gyigya
Aneek Chatterjee
Alex Ferde
Running Cub
Joanie Freeman
Shutta Crum
Fred Wolven
Ann Arbor Review
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Francis Ferde
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--editor / Southeastern Florida
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Morning Intimacy
Being greeted in the morning
Sets the opening to the day.
"The Zuni's look into ones eyes
And each knows they are being seen"
Now I wake in the morning
Searching for that moment.
The moment to be seen and
Share the flow from slumber
That experience of being pure me
Uncluttered by the daily events.
But now reaching for the radio
Searching for meaning
To take me into the coming hours.
Needing the conversations
that opens my soul, that
Opens doors to expand my sight
Partner, dear partner imaginary or not
What compromises does one to need to make,
To reap that morning intimacy,
that expands our being?
What a time to awaken!
Lying on my back
Under the tulip popular trees
Hearing the water of the Rivanna
Flowing by with the force
of the recent rainy days.
I breathe a breath of fullness
A lightness of mind I haven't
Had for almost two years.
Feeling a personal relief
At a time of people dying
I hiding in the restrictions yet
now a coming out personally,
A fiesta of inner being emerging
To greet the turtles on the logs
My breath singing with the finches
My eyes soaring with the red tail hawk
Crazy making of life's reality
The contrast is insane!
The splitting of this country's politics
Each seeing the OTHER with fear
Each seeing the OTHER with hate.
My outer being shaking with the conflicts
My outer being shaking with the number of deaths
My other being shaking with species dying every moment
Mourning our planet hoping for the survival of life!
Yet I have awakened.
Joanie Freeman, Charlottesville, Virginia