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Beautiful aquatic artwork by Charles B. Bowers in the current issue of Bracken: www.brackenmagazine.com/issue-xiv/ch...
Enjoy landscape photography by Michael Miller in the current issue of Bracken: www.brackenmagazine.com/issue-xiv/mi...
Compelling photography of India's stepwells by Claudio Cambon in the current issue of Bracken: www.brackenmagazine.com/issue-xiv/cl...
"... clocks became unreliable,
their minutes spilling like old coins
using the last currency of hours."
Enjoy Jane Medved's "In the time before," as well as "follow the river and you will get to the sea," in the current issue of Bracken: www.brackenmagazine.com/issue-xiv/tw...
"... I would watch
the world unfold like the pattering steps
of a pregnant cloud."
Enjoy CP Nwankwo's "April, If I Could Flee" in the current issue of Bracken: www.brackenmagazine.com/issue-xiv/ap...
"... an awe that’s part
fear—the sharp blue shadows
of cliffs bleaching us to smallness,
to silence. "
Check out Theresa Monteiro's "Dear Fernando, November" in the current issue of Bracken: www.brackenmagazine.com/issue-xiv/de...
"I was post and beam, mortise and tenon,
tongue and groove.
I was the whole construction built on friction’s bite."
Enjoy "I Was the House," along with "Autumn Work Song," by @haydensaunier.bsky.social in the current issue of Bracken: www.brackenmagazine.com/issue-xiv/tw...
"When did we come to know
so much about generators, energy production,
back-up batteries? Who has passports,
dual citizenship?"
Enjoy @kellymadigan.bsky.social's poems "Dinner with Neighbors" & "Seed Bank" in Bracken's current issue: www.brackenmagazine.com/issue-xiv/tw...
"The inlet’s waves bare their teeth,
seethe to shore. The grasses tremble,
shark-colored clouds cruise the sky."
Enjoy Jennifer Stewart Miller's "Gull and Mollusk," plus "To the Young Baltimore Oriole," in the current issue of Bracken: www.brackenmagazine.com/issue-xiv/tw...
Follow the river and you will get to the sea
says the proverb but today is not flowing any which way
and if you've traveled the Mississippi you'd know there are
tree stumps logs hazardous debris…
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April, if I could flee,
I would. I would unbutton this body,
peel it like the soft rind of an udara fruit
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Define the sublime? In the books
we’re told to read here,
poets say: guava skies,
mountains of paradox
