Table of Contents
Even the Damned Deserve to Love
House of Cards
Steven J. Dines
The Fiddler and the Faerie
When Barky Smiles
2 A.M. Window Shopping
Harriet O. Leach
Cloudy New Year's Morning
On Hearing Li-Young Lee Read
Prelude and Coda
Rainy Night Meditation
Harriet O. Leach
Silage Team--Machete Thirst
The Abandoned Playground
Thought Provoking Baked Crescent
and Digital Art
Comes the day when a life crosses its continental divide,
when one’s mind flows backward more than forward,
when memory, and not expectation, haunts the soul
or worse, regret overwhelms promise.
It's not age, but what ages you that fixes that moment.
For a youthful murderer condemned for life,
it's the clang of the cell door closing.
For the middle-aged middle manager,
it’s realizing the same cubicle until the gold watch is given.
For the spouse once in love,
it’s the twenty-five year marriage dissolving.
And for the one still in love
it’s that till-death-do-us-part vow being fulfilled.
But some lives go on, prodded by promise,
right up to the last crusade for a downtrodden cause,
or the last book read, the last essay written,
the last lesson taught or learned,
or even one last graceful dance.
Think of the past, think of a gramophone
with an old vinyl record turning between prelude and coda--
if a worn out needle is stuck in a groove
the same scratchy phrase skips over and over.
But a sharp stylus spins a smooth flowing tune,
a gathering tension of melody,
till the crescendo is reached, catharsis gained,
and the needle arm ascends...
RICHARD FEIN has been
published in many web and print journals, including Oregon
East, Southern Humanities Review, Touchstone, Windsor Review,
Maverick, Parnassus Literary Review, Small Pond, Kansas Quarterly,
Blue Unicorn, Exquisite Corpse, and many others. He also has
an interest in digital photography.