Poetry: panning rush

panning rush

a man made of leather
looks back
wonders
then wanders

I swallow a
burning pomegranate
common rocks
sloshing in the silt of my weedy water

please come back

sift away my murk and
unearth my gold

in spring

Amanda Deboer Bartlett

Aleksandr Karjaka
Aleksandr Karjakahttp://karjaka.com
Aleksandr Karjaka came to New York for the music, but stayed for the visuals. As a classically trained musician, he’s had the honor of performing with some of the greatest musicians, and artistic houses, in the world. Often quoted as "Listening through his eyes." he's photographed the lives and stories of thousands of artists of all fields over the years. Here are their KARJAKA portraits.

Check This Out

Poetry:Experiments in Silence

silence. i answer yourtight-lipped disapproval with eternal silence as you parallel yourselves in slow-movingrows these few minutes feel eternal and silence composes my complacency.your thick-skinned composure eternally silent while the assessmentcontinues to eternity silently rests in the...

Spring Nights, too

Spring nights, too, I wandered uptownunsheltered devouringfree-floating particles of other people’s conversationsguzzling the scent of milky treesfrothingshoweringpromises at my feet I wondered what we would be...

Poetry: Reasons to stand in the rain

Because someday it will be illegal or poisonous or both Because your hair doesn’t matter, and neither does your shirt Because you want to make out...

All Categories

LEAVE A REPLY

Please enter your comment!
Please enter your name here