Dust to Dust | Poem | Michael Dickel
Michael Dickel’s poem, Dust to Dust — the passing of time and the absurdity of meaning fill out the form of this poem on Meta / Phor(e) / Play.
imperfect daughter | Melissa Houghton
Korean-American poet Melissa Houghton offers three poems on Meta / Phor(e) / Play for interNational Poetry Month.
Ozy Variation 1 | Word-play | Michael Dickel
Poet Michael Dickel constructs an experimental variation on Percy Bysshe Shelley’s Ozymandias using cubism…sort of | Meta/Phor(e)/Play.
the blue is drifting | 3 poems from Kinga Fabó
Hungarian poet Kinga Fabó | the blue is drifting | 3 poems translated from Hungarian | Meta / Phor(e) / Play
falling innocently | Toni García Arias
falling innocently | Three poems by Spanish poet Toni García Arias from his book, Fallen Angels —— The Last Summer, You, and Working Days | Meta / Phor(e) / Play
unpublished poems 2016 | Donatella D’Angelo
Italian poet and photographer Donatella D’Angelo presents 3 poems, translated by Dennis Formento with the poet | Meta / Phor(e) / Play
Barricades and Beds | Aditi Angiras
Three poems from Indian poet Aditi Angiras—Abandon, Geography, and Planchette | Meta / Phor(e) / Play
The BeZine April 2017
This year, Michael Dickel, Contributing Editor, served as lead for The BeZine April issue— Celebrating interNational Poetry Month.
Two Spring Poems | Jamie Dedes
Jamie Dedes offers two spring poems of roses and love | Meta-Phor(e) /Play
words refuse to unfix themselves | poems
Three poems by gary lundy—“what does life account for after all. a brush stroke here. there. a few words follow. memorable or not.”
that other night when
Surrealist dreamscape through a wormhole—a poem by Michael Dickel.
Three Poems from Albanian
Faruk Buzhala, an Albanian from Kosovo, shares three poems—one written in English, two translated from Albanian.
Wet Egret | Poem
Short poem and art—a cold and wet egret. I could say I have no egrets, but it wouldn’t be true.
I Dove In | Hybrid Flash
Want to dive into monstrous conversations firing missiles across continental divides? Write your opinion! Hybrid flash by Michael Dickel
The Raging Storm | Poem
Storm-driven sea and terror-driven police—combine images for our time. | Poem by Michael Dickel
Chai equals eighteen
The poem has four stanzas of 9 lines each, for 36 lines (double 18), not counting the epigrams from Genet. Each line has 9 syllables. The total number of syllables is 324, plus the 36 lines, equals 360—the number of degrees in a circle. Chai, Hebrew for life, equals 18 according to gematria. So, 36 lines, double 18, is double life.
Jerusalem’s Garden — Hybrid
A hybrid essay-fiction flash set in a mystical garden that doesn’t exist in Jerusalem Recalled but possibly in Jerusalem Imagined.
Resist! —2 Poems
Beware false prophecies and Amerika for spatial lies for ambling waves of greed…
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