A Hundred Gourds 4:2 March 2015

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Johnny Baranski - USA

Time Served

We dare you, they said; go thirty days without mentioning the moon. No sweat, I shot back, I can do that standing on my head.

a gaping hole
in the midnight sky
whiskey sour


You wake up one morning alone, cold and hungry; but it's not the warmth of another blanket or food you crave the most, it's communion.

half moon
in the midday sky
the breaking of bread

Dark Journey

A stiff autumn wind, leaves on the maple vibrate between life and death, at twilight timethe summons of the vesper bell.

moon shadows
an examination
of conscience

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