Week 4,July 2023
By Snigdha Agrawal, 28th July 2023,
Amongst the sea of
faces, she was not
hard to find with that
like a bright neon light
waiting at the arrival gate
holding a bouquet of roses
would have recognized
That little wild child
once held my hand
chose to break free
grew filigreed wings
turned into a poised
albeit still the child
peeking from within
heart burst with pride
By Karen Pierce Gonzales, 27th July 2023
I float on my back across tissue currents,
legs drawn in; hands wrapped around bony knees.
Beneath onion-skin sky, corrugated waves
carry me towards a forest recall:
flat brown-green kelp
reaching for sunlight through cutouts of surf.
Where Horizons bend
the last strait
the other side.
By Ram Chandran, 25th July 2023
of coins in the box,
the possessed busker's sax
the scent of night jasmine
pervades my dream
By Debarati Sen, 26the July 2023
Every time I try to break the barriers
my role as a woman is being persistently questioned.
My benevolence as a female who is the epitome of benign kindness is in jeopardy.
My existence as a human being is growing in precarity
being overshadowed by my existence as a woman.
"Women aren't supposed to shout", they said
they gave me a cold stare every time I raised an eyebrow and my voice
they did not find me 'feminine' enough.
They said I did not duplicate Goddess Lakshmi in my posture and actions
I questioned why Lakshmi? I could be Kali and still bear equanimity!
They snapped at me again for trying to defy the norms.
For not paying heed to their exigencies
they said this might be my worst deluge of mistakes
not being coy enough
not nodding to their patriarchal rants.
Trying to break free from the shackles of a dismembered identity.
If being vociferous meant being less of a woman, I am better that way!
looking for something more tangible than being 'feminine'.
Atlas in Atlas
By Jan Wiezorek
heavens on your
naked shoulders, or,
as Mercator would
have it, the globe
on your fleshy bones.
Muscle the bonds
of heaven while we
pull your curtain
of moonrise & dodge
the comets. Bookmark
the stars w/ music
of the spheres, orality,
& traces of touch—
before the surf
tickles your toes.
Biographies of Poets
Snigdha Agrawal (nee Banerjee) has an MBA in Marketing and Corporate work experience of over two decades. She enjoys writing all genres of poetry, prose, short stories, and travel diaries. Brought up in a cosmopolitan environment, and educated in Convent Schools run by Irish Nuns, she has imbibed the best from Eastern and Western cultures. She has authored 4 books namely, Trail Mix, Minds Unplugged, Evocative Renderings & Tales of the Twins
Karen lives in the Northern San Francisco Bay Area and has recently had her second poetry chapbook, Coyote in the Basket of My Ribs, published by Kelsay Books. Her third chapbook, Down River with Li Po, is a 2024 Black Cat Poetry Press selection.