Alexis K. Rotella Haiku 1995

September 19, 2018 § Leave a comment



in a bucket –

only its eyes


Window frost –


the Milky Way


Before we kiss

wrapping my gum

in a maple leaf


Moving day –


the bird house


“Follow your bliss”

I tell him

knowing I’m not it









Anthony J. Pupello on Marlene Mountain

September 18, 2018 § Leave a comment


I had the opportunity to meet Marlene Mountain at a group show she was participating in at New York University. She was really something special. At first, I think I puzzled her. But when she recognized my name, it was as though we were old friends. Her pieces were something else as well. What was astounding was that Grey Art Gallery is so staid and Marlene and her work are certainly not. I was sort of surprised she showed there – but very happy as it gave me a chance to meet her. When I asked if she would be speaking the next day, she said “they wouldn’t let me speak – they’d tie me up!”

June 2, 1995




Lee Gurga Haiku 2003

September 11, 2018 § Leave a comment


moonlight lights blazing in the empty train cars


winding a bobbin the color of her husband’s thread


after church a butterfly explodes on the windshield









Lee Gurga Haiku 2002

September 9, 2018 § Leave a comment


the blind keyboard player’s blue tattoo


twenty seven years in the same double bed winter rain


first firefly it’s about time he got home








Lee Gurga Haiku 2002

September 8, 2018 § Leave a comment


in the dog’s empty bowl a baby cricket


an amazing universe but cloudy


reading the cartoons skipping the poems







Lee Gurga Haiku 2002

September 7, 2018 § Leave a comment


breathless heat ambushed by thunderheads


prairie sunset the lonely farmhouse flickers out


night rain putting on my good underwear






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