Had the Fortune-teller Told Me ~ Lamia Abbas Amara Translated by Hend Saeed If only the fortune-teller had told me that you would, one day, be my beloved I wouldn’t have written love poems for a man but would have prayed, mute, that you would always be my lover If only the fortune-teller had told […]
The Lake in the Rain ~ J.R. Solonche The lake in the rain remembers when it was the rain and quietly cries in the depth of its sleep, which, if you carefully listen, sounds like rain on a lake.
My esteemed colleague and dear friend Corvid Longcoat does occasional guest pieces over at Adventures in Woo Woo (a blog devoted to “Chaos Magic and Art”). This week, he wrote about magic, cave art, and magical traditions in a piece titled “All Your Magic Are Belong To Us“. Do click over and read it; I’ll […]
Paper Fortune Teller ~ James A. Clark If I could fold myself back on myself again and again, if I could turn the whole thing over and fold it backward, backward, back to the beginning, I’d write your name under every flap and every day I’d tell myself This is my fortune.
Imaginary Conversation ~ Linda Pastan You tell me to live each day as if it were my last. This is in the kitchen where before coffee I complain of the day ahead—that obstacle race of minutes and hours, grocery stores and doctors. But why the last? I ask. Why not live each day as if […]
