Michael E. Stone The little girl with a white wicker basket full of petals and sprinkles, that starry paints the heavens, her eyes sparkling jewels dewdrops at dawn unsullied still. She makes a milky way for the moon, the full, the royal moon, a queen. And you, to […]
Poem from Wombwell Rainbow Thanks to Paul Brookes, Curator, Editor, Publisher, Poet, for publishing this in Wombwell Rainbow on 29 October, 2023. This was written in response to a “On this Day” photo Paul posted on social media, so is ekphrastic. Michael Dickel 7 October–6 November, 2023 Leaves […]
“Death is a tribe,” five poem from Linda Chown on Meta/ Phor(e) /Play accompanied by four digital artworks by Michael Dickel. Check out their work…
In this new short fiction from Michael Dickel, the woman with a beard encounters another ghost from her past and considers the sea.
. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. The clock sounds. But time has stopped here. It ended when night fell over us all. We thought that time had pressed on, but this was an illusion. The spreading of blood across a full moon and darkening of a sun had fooled […]
Why she was late for dinner… A bag falls to the sidewalk, glass shatters, wine spills—a ghost woke and walked by her, a forgotten moment now scented by shiraz evaporating on hot cement. These days she simply shrugs off such occurrences—hidden minutes pour out along her path wherever […]
I’ve been traveling a bit here in Israel. For the next few weeks, I am staying at an old Arab house in the Artist’s Quarter of Tzfat, that Mystical City of the Northern Galilee, while its owner enjoys a Rainbow Gathering in Northern Greece. We have more or […]
Nothing Remembers
by Michael Dickel
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The Palm Reading after The Toad's Garden
by Michael Dickel
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War Surrounds Us
by Michael Dickel
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Midwest / Mid-East
by Michael Dickel
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