Misconceptions Regarding the Moon

By Avra Margariti in Issue Two, January 2022

The moon is a ghost, a god.
She is a white rabbit of silver
Eyes and whiskers.
He is an ancient demon, a teething child.

And it dries and dries

By Marisca Pichette in Issue Three, March 2022

In my mind a butterfly catches pneumonia:
Flap flap the world is changed.

There’s a second life but not a first,
there’s you and no there’s just me—

The Nymphs Are Migrating

By Madalena Daleziou in Issue Three, March 2022

In the small hours, under the wolf light.
my best friend throws peanuts
at my window. It is the nymphs.
They are migrating.

sestina for the summer solstice

By Claire McNerney in Issue Three, March 2022

dot the j and cross the seven.
upcoming in neon, in oppressive heat
we dream with night-opened windows.

Wolf Rune

By Thomas Zimmerman in Issue One, November 2021

The forest lands link earth with heaven,
spruce-tree tips like dendrites of elder earthen gods.

Ascenkin's Roots

By Ai Jiang in Issue One, November 2021

We are crowded sisters
with roots that tangle and quiver
in the wind. Our roots cling
onto brittle pieces of shattered ...

The Opposite of Time

By Brian Hugenbruch in Issue One, November 2021

The opposite of Time is Might-Have-Been.
We travel through the tempered void and thus
can change the stream of time to flatter us,
but currents pull us toward what we’ve seen

The Frozen Ocean

By Viola Meynell in Issue Zero, September 2021

The sea would flow no longer,
It wearied after change,
It called its tides and breakers in,
From where they might range. [...]

The Stolen Child

By William Butler Yeats in Issue Zero, September 2021

Where dips the rocky highland
Of Sleuth Wood in the lake,
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake [...]

The Loom of Years

By Alfred Noyes in Issue Zero, September 2021

In the light of the silent stars that shine on the struggling sea,
In the weary cry of the wind and the whisper of flower and tree,
Under the breath of laughter, deep in the tide of tears,
I hear the Loom of the Weaver that weaves the Web of Years. [...]