Author: Lion and Lilac
Why I should go to Stratford | M Sean Dowd | Sonnet | Poetry
Of’t’ time life’s stage has cast for me sweet die Though sword play has left scars upon my flesh Yeh! Steeled of will; to stage front I’ll not shy Cry wonder star as to the babe in crèche And gold, myrrh, frankincense; will reward less Than bidding to sweet Avon’s shore, The Globe Whence called […]
Au Fond du Minervois | Charles Tarlton | Poetry
O direction and pomposity! Near the stony city of Minerve where ripe figs fall to the sidewalk for anyone to gather and eat and the mysteries of life and death were all erased like chalk marks from a blackboard, by consecutive rifle shots that killed exactly two birds (somehow that second bird had failed to fly […]
Pals | M Sean Dowd | One Act Play
Act I Scene III The Three Witches Portend What is to Come Dedicated to “PALS,” the Preservation of Agricultural Lands Society originally established to save lands in the Niagara Fruit Belt and now growing in Southern China and Batam Island. Witch 1 When shall we greet greed again? When gardens gone they know […]
BARABBAS | Tom Byrne | One Act Play
It is the evening before their crucifixion. Sling and Smiley (who never smiles) stare forward and Jesse is in a corner deep in prayer. Their dungeon is forbidding. The formal names of these men are Saul ben Isaac (Sling), Ezra ben Abraham (Smiley), and Jeshua ben Joseph (Jesse/Jesus). Sling This can’t be! I’m remembering […]
Three Poems| John Grey
ABANDONED NEW HAMPSHIRE FARMHOUSE Forest devours wood like a crow feasting on road-kill, clapboard and stump, press-ganged into the cause of future trees. Even fireplace bricks, hard as farmers, mulch their way to rain-pocked clay. The garden has eloped with wildflowers. Fence posts dig their own grave. Only glass and metal take […]
Four Poems| Michael Brockley
Bob Dylan’s Harmonica Speaks Its Mind Hohner, here, you stallions and fillies. Harp’ll do too. If my voice sounds like cinders rattling off the undercarriage of a train, I spent the last fifty years sucking Chesterfield smokes and Camel breath. At least during those times when Grunt weren’t blowin’ electric on “Tangled Up in […]
Four Poems | Lynn White
Afraid Of The Light I am not afraid of the dark. Night time engulfs me, covers me gently with it’s thick darkness, comforts me with its curtains of blackness. I don’t need to hide. It hides me. So I bury myself in the darkness, the good thick subterranean darkness let it cover my face so […]
Learning To Fly | Leon Kaye | Play
LEARNING TO FLY a ten-minute play SYNOPSIS: An elderly woman wants to take flying lessons SETTING: Minimal. Couch and table. TIME: The present. CHARACTERS: GRAM – Late 60’s, unassuming PHIL – teenage athlete LEE — Bitter, 40’s. GAIL – Twenties, rational but self-centered (Couch center and arm chair […]
Three Poems | Zainab Raji
A Daisy’s Dilemma A daisy came alive in summer Had itself two daisies to either side A cape father, a gloriosa mother Its yellow disc was a beauty Its white petals, a light They opened by day and oft closed by night Through rainstorms, through sunshine It came in and out all its life Green […]
The Devil Is In The Eggs | Karen Siff Exkorn | Play
CHARACTERS DIANE A vibrant married woman in her 60’s–Joe’s wife JOE A somewhat jaded married man in his 60’s–Diane’s husband DIANE (60’s) and JOE (60’s) have been married for 35 years. They’re seated at the kitchen table. JOE has a big bowl of hard boiled eggs and is making deviled eggs. […]