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Poetry 2  Fall 2016



Stopping by the Woods in Late October

         by  Terri Hadley Ward
I stopped by the woods on a late October afternoon,
the sunlight pouring like an invitation 
through the bronze, gold, and orange 
of maples and walnuts rooted deep 
in the magic of letting go.
The world dissolved into patterns of light and shadows 
as I stood at the edge of the road home, 
scribbled a poem, and remembered myself 
in the rush of wind that rustled the leaves
down to the earth.
On a late October afternoon, sunlight beckoned 
to my soul, and I didn’t care about passing cars 
as I danced with open arms, joyful wanderer 
falling in love all over again 
with the hymns of crickets 
and the wild, sweet release of trees
breathing goodbye to summer.
Nourish Moon
  by Terri Hadley Ward
I gazed up at the full, wild moon
burning her white fire through a blanket of darkness
made magical by her light, and I swear,
she gazed with tender love
on my face, and called through the wind,
“What does your soul need?”
My tears fell, rivers to the earth,
as the broken heart I didn’t know was mine
split open and offered its secret yearnings
to the embrace of soft night
and the hushed presence of the cedar trees,
circled and waiting like prayers
reaching to heaven.
Across ink shadow fields,
an owl called a name that was not mine,
but my heart jumped anyway,
as though my life was soft fur
and hollow, matchstick bones,
as though I could run through moon shadows
and still be taken to the sky.
“What does your soul need?”
The prayers of trees when
I lose my faith,
the song of the owl
when I forget my voice,
the nourish moon pouring her light
over me like love. 
Bio:Terri Hadley Ward gains inspiration from the sacred feminine and from being in nature. Her poems have appeared in The Greensilk JournalThe MOON magazineWhen Women WakenThe Magnolia Review, Stumptown Publishing’s Mountain Ink, and Snapdragon: A Journal of Art & Healing. Her poetry chapbook, Songs of the Wild She, is available through www.amazon.com. She recently completed Usui Holy Fire Level 1 Reiki training, and nourishes her soul through yoga, meditation, Reiki, and painting.
        by Deeya Bhattacharya
A Garden-lily caresses my gaze;
it bequeaths a pristine glory on me
the ubiquitous moon cannot
out-shine its glow that smears
my courtyard
its this bit of moon; this shredded legacy
and nuptial bliss bestowed upon me
that I bask under its illustriousness
The voluptuous moon, frustrates your
inane awkwardness, that you inhale
among crackers, matchboxes
among festivals and rituals
You travel deep, deep down among
throaty silences and mindless fissures
till our breath mingles in an explosion.
I inhale your skin among fresh mint and banana
syrups and lozenges, your apricot skin allures me
among untrodden ways
Your eyes are gateways to Gardens Of Babylon.
Bio: Deeya writes to please her senses. The words that outflows her pen have enigmatic charm. She has several poems to her credit in national & international, e-zines, websites and anthologies. She is an award winning poet. She has read her poems at fests. She teaches poetry and English in a Govt. Sponsored School in Westbengal, India.

When “Goodbye” Isn’t Enough

      by Holly Day


My son tells me

the world has gotten so small

that even if he gets swallowed up

by the trees in the Amazon

by the heights of Nepal or Kilimanjaro

by the noise of icebergs crashing somewhere past Alaska

he will be able to call me on his cell phone

I can see his face on my computer

I can talk to him any time I want.


I want to tell him

that even the smallest places

can feel gigantic and empty when you’re all alone

that even as close as a telephone call might make us feel

we’ll still have to hang up sometime, and that every minute

I don’t hear his stereo playing in the basement

that I don’t trip over his backpack in the hallway

that I don’t hear him rummaging around in the kitchen

I’ll wonder how he’s doing, if he’s okay

if he remembers

how much he is loved.


Bio: Holly Day has taught writing classes at the Loft Literary Center in Minnesota since 2000. Her published books include Music Theory for Dummies, Music Composition for Dummies, Guitar All-in-One for Dummies, Piano All-in-One for Dummies, Walking Twin Cities, Insider’s Guide to the Twin Cities, Nordeast Minneapolis: A History, and The Book Of, while her poetry has recently appeared in New Ohio ReviewSLAB, and Gargoyle. Her newest poetry book, Ugly Girl, just came out from Shoe Music Press.