A Few Things Worth Considering - Kunle Okesipe

The number of its fragments when a life is broken,

The partition of heart for the system file of wishes,

The decor of the recycle bin for the remains of dreams,

easter sunday, travesties - José F. A. Oliver

[april four-liner]

in the hermitage jacket chocolate

from the Cross drips marzipan

& snowblend.

Outside the window

The ferryman - Emile Verhaeren

The ferryman, a green reed 'twixt his teeth,

With hand on oar, against the current strong

Had rowed and rowed so long.

Break and Bricks - Huguette Bertrand

Take all the walls down

and let dreams come out

from darkness

letting them expand

in the wilderness

of all memories

behind closed doors

The Modest Little Wish - Carl Spitteler

In the days when I was little

   had they asked me what I wanted,

What I'd wish for first if wishes

   ever could be really granted,

We Have Everything We Need - Selina Nwulu

We have each become a small world,

spinning from one collision to another.

We scrub cities off our skins

and watch its roads leave tracks in the bath.

Christ The Word! - Bishop Nektarios of Aegina

Christ The Word! Thine Incarnation

Links my nature to Thine own;

By Thy sore Humiliation,

I am lifted to Thy throne;

By Thy suffering Thou hast fired me

With a zeal to sacrifice,

And to noble life inspired me,—

Hence my grateful songs arise.

Ghost - Reza Shirmarz

I don’t like the words

“good bye”

between your lips.

How silent are you? - Tabitha M'bawa

You come to take parents and relatives

Leaving the children

Crying

In endless sorrow.

Fitzy and the Revolution - Ishion Hutchinson

The rumour broke first in Duckensfield.

Fitzy dropped the shutters of his rum shop.

By time it got to Dalvey there were three suicides.

The mechanic in Cheswick heard and gave his woman

a fine trashing; but, to her credit, she nearly scratched his heart

out his chest during the howl and leather smithing.