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      POETS SALON

      A red rose part of a row of red roses

      Who enters here? Caltech Roses! (Photo – Kath Abela)

      04/23/20

      Hosted by Kath Abela Wilson

      We leave home for twenty minutes, a walk on the deserted campus. Everything is blooming. My husband says, I think of these roses, more colorful and more beautiful than ever, and almost no one sees.

      fortunate ones
      for now
      Spring dances…

      ~ Kath Abela

      A yellow flower surrounded by thorns

      A Different Kind of Spring (Photo – Cheryl Hoffman)

      Peter Jastermsky

      bird song
      from all directions

      across town
      the farmer’s market
      holds a vigil

      for its vendors

      Ο

      seduced
      by its cover

      we open a book

      still willing
      to commit
      to the unknown

      Ο

      a morning
      without headlines

      walking out
      into a world
      that Spring still

      remembers

      Ο

      polishing
      the stretch bike
      a dad and daughter

      all arms and legs

      when they pedal into
      her next dream

      By now, with days of mind-numbing news, I’ve adjusted to a life made quieter and more solitary by crisis. In a way, being safely holed up in the desert is not so different than usual daily life, except that trips to stores are very limited and my family and I are more focused on basic survival needs. But, we are all healthy! Daily walks are still possible. And, on a good day, the poetry still flows, as do the hopes for a world to soon heal.

      Ο Ο Ο

      A cloudy day with sun setting

      Arden-Terrace, Sacramento, CA (Photo – Louis Osofsky)

      Louis Osofsky

      no longer
      cuddled by news
      my silence
      metastasizes
      into shivers

      Ο

      I walk five steps
      in one direction,
      electric lights
      flicker
      and I walk five more back

      Ο

      breathing,
      I disturb
      my boundaries
      of inside
      and out

      Ο

      leaning forward
      I turn to a photo
      and smile
      as if I hear
      your thoughts

      Ο

      between
      wholeness
      and brokenness
      we’re together
      by staying apart

      Ο

      writing with a groan,
      my coming out of the earth
      and not into it,
      I’m born of opening blooms
      written in my bones

      Ο

      so quiet
      this path lit
      morning
      even this wish
      this walk

      Ο

      everything bleeds,
      my fingers run
      across
      the heart-rock
      to entice it out of silence

      From my reading last night“…”

      Perhaps it is the confusing, nuanced, mad tongue of the preposterous that writes new stories, that loosens the grip of the familiar, and allows new ways of perceiving – and thus, new ways of co-creating reality. In a way, being factual is what we do to stop ourselves from tipping over with giddiness. And in these times of frightening crises, we could use a little giddiness. I speak and write because I am easily overwhelmed, frequently brought to tears, and often hungry for silence. I speak and write because life is intoxicating – best served with lisps, and ponderous silence, and quizzical glances, and hand gestures that say ‘I don’t know’, and stammering precision.”
      ~ Bayo Akomolafe
      “These Wilds Beyond Our Fences: letters to my daughter on humanity’s search for home” [2017]

      Ο

      A vine of green flowers

      Different Kind of Spring (Photo – Cheryl Hoffman)

      A Different Kind of Spring: Quotes and Credits

      An award-winning cherita poet and a Best of the Net and Dwarf Star nominee, Peter Jastermsky’s writing has been widely published. Peter’s haiku and senryu collection, Steel Cut Moon, is published by Cholla Needles Press. His chapbook of haibun, No Velcro Here, is published by Yavanika Press. Peter lives with his family in the high desert near Joshua Tree National Park.

      Peter Jastermskys poems here are cherita, a six line story form, created by ai li, who lives in Singapore and UK, in honor of her grandparents, who were great storytellers. She is choosing a new Lockdown Cherita every day, from one of the monthly journals , working forward , starting from the inaugural edition in June, 2017, to now. They speak strongly to our own lockdown experience now. You will find Peter’s work there, along with many other wonderful poets.

      Louis Osofsky lives in Sacramento, CA. He says:

      these clouds
      of Sacramento
      blurred,
      I cannot say how
      but exquisite somehow

      Send your submissions by midnight Sunday, Pacific time, on the theme: “Our Sense of Time“, “Finding A Good Mood“, “What Can a Poet Do?“, “What Can You Do with a Poet?“, or suggest your own theme. Send short poems, haiku, senryu, tanka, cherita haibun, tanka prose, short prose poems, etc., or your own unique approach, to Kath Abela by Facebook message or click here to email her directly. We can feature your work again after five months. Multiple Submissions can be saved to appear later:

      1. Send a short bio, comments on the theme.
      2. Send photos or artwork by you, if possible.
      3. No attachments except photos.
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        • Kathabela Wilson

          Kathabela Wilson is a local poet/writer/artist and musician. Her Poets Salon has become an international respected must read in the poetry world. She's the creator and host of the Pasadena-based group, “Poets on Site.”

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