Revolution is Poetry

by Patricia Furstenberg That day it rainedWith bullets and tearsWith stones and fearBrother against sisterChests bareLips dareI was there. That day we yelledWords that killedSongs that freedTruths willedTeeth bareFists dareYou were there. That day they failed,We stood unafraid.Kill the revolutionThey raged.Revolution is poetry,We sang.Revolution and poetry. First published online on Militant Thistles Image by  Ri Butov… Leer más Revolution is Poetry


We welcome a new collaborator of Masticadores/Gobblers Poet of the ligt. j re crivello editor (blog poet of the light ) Unnuanced time takes a new role Where I will wade in deepest ends Dressed in only my naked courage Walk haphazardly upon murkiness Breathe imagined water like a fetus Exploring things etched into stones… Leer más Passages

following the herd of deer by Hứa Hiếu

A poem in Vietnamese by Hứa HiếuTranslator: Nguyễn Thị Phương TrâmPhotography: Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm I’ve slipped down so many chimneys the happiness the abundant distribution of poetry poisoning the joyous reunions amidst a pandemic besides the essential necessities people need clean air to subsist nothing is more impressive than the grace of God, still… Leer más following the herd of deer by Hứa Hiếu

Magic fall

by Rana Whenever I gently seized on to your lips The only heart knows the glories I plunged into Firm grasp for a hug squeezing on your hips Melted in raging passion I’d been kissing you Furious eyes depict glory stronger than an eclipse My soul speaks louder than my heart could ever do Besides… Leer más Magic fall