Tag Archives: Echoes

night in circadia

the city nestles into evening
the city curls & the city shrinks
it hides in its shell like a snail
folds in on itself like wilting kale
it fills with the headlights of glow worms
between the sleepy power line sway
the treacherous mesh of branch & leaves
& mortar & brick & wire weaves
the phantom moons & ghostly sounds
entangle in fountain & rusted pipe
the owl looks on from its lofty perch
as echoes through streets resume their search
see how the signs change their meaning
to string together new lullabies
& the wind sighs a song in the spaces
between the lost dreams of lost places

by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2024

GUEST POST // Writing on the Train by Charles Joseph

it’s the sense of having nothing to do—
though surrounded by inspiration
conversations bombarding the ear
start an analyzation.
My thoughts becoming lamps hanging
in the obscure tunnel that i travel
with a hissing passion bringing me
to astonishment.
before my destination, I arrive at an idea sometimes
it waits for me—standing on the platform alone,
in the open air, where cold wind brings the echoes
the bench sitting in suspense, waiting for its purpose

by CHARLES JOSEPH
© All rights reserved 2022

are you worse than everyone else?

metropolises are so fucking prepared
for loneliness
every park and every embankment
every wet bench up an empty avenue
these are for your disposal

you are worse than others if
they choose them rather than you but
what about if
they do choose loneliness rather than you?
are you worse than everyone else?

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2021

still

poetry is cold and empty like outer space
like voracious cronus who devours his own sons
no matter how many verses you’ve thrown to the gorge
it burps out, calling for more

poetry is cold and empty like outer space
there are always moons where no foot may tread
no matter how loud you’ve shouted to the craters
it echoes out, calling for more

poetry is cold and empty like outer space
stellar wind drives tumbleweeds through the milky way
no matter how far you’ve overstepped the bounds
it erases out, calling for more

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2021