langue / parole
How different the wind in summer
poetry
Night Train
Sleeping cars only
Gropu Photograph
Somebody thought it a good idea to document
Summer's End
Divine green mantis,
September Mosaic
Before we come with rakes and crackling
Thanksgiving (contest winner)
No one can talk to your cousin, who is more thankful
The Lilacs (contest honourable mention)
This is not tenderness: the lilacs hanging in the rain,
Portobello (contest honouable mention)
Walking the railroad-right-of-way
Two for the Winds
The forest was still, like a lake where no reed wavers.
Glimpse
Sight sits like a bird
Pages
Current Issue: No. 301
