Two Poems, Megan E. Freeman

We Will Meet Under The Bodhi Tree Two blocks north the Zen center stretches in a sun salutation. One block south the Fellowship blinks its sleepy doors to greet the coffee makers and flower arrangers. We buckle on our Mary Janes you tie your soft-soled shoes we toss the paper up the driveway and turn […]

Remind Me

by Sven Davisson Visiting Allen Ginsberg’s Beat snapshots at the National Gallery of Art an unanticipated sadness black crows circle out of mind grainy blackandwhite ghosts of my own childhood the skeleton of time reminds me hours spent discussing Shelley’s ‘Ode to the Westwind’ as breath machine Ozymandias and impermanence Remind me when we meet […]