Cosmic love poem from Priyanka Banerjee
Melissa Chappell, a Lutheran pastor, writes a haunting story of love.
Bengali poetess Priyanka Banerjee writes of the rage of betrayal and the secrets of the heart.
With this kiss, take my words and find them in your mouth, the silence is our ballad, the stillness – our dancing, we are of another world, standing in our bodies without movement, but flying as whirlwinds of stars, as the waltzing soul. My heartbeat is a riotous chanting, it has called you since time […]Read Post ›
You move me. You move me like a tidal wave, rush me to the shore — pretend to let me go but then you always pull me back into your depths and into your arms where I can bury my face in your chest and find the rest of us looking for answers, finding a […]Read Post ›
For Mike Vecchio My First Love October 2011 When the grip of sorrow held my hand I was not seduced. I told you then and tell you now the truth. For years I did resist all memories – all I could do in your absence was speculate. Why did you chose another over the love […]Read Post ›
Married for 180 days formerly Kathryn Ann Stewart-McDonald My husband and I lived peacefully in a village on Saipan, and island so far from concerns of our Mainland, we thought we were free. Free from the troubles which plague most of the rest of our strange country. My husband was a good Captain at sea. […]Read Post ›