'Listening to Glenn Gould on Orton Scar' by Kathleen Jones

From Ravenstonedale
driving north on unfenced roads,
moonlight reflects the tarmac�s

frozen wake across the moor �
a snail's trail in my rear-view mirror.

Bach unwinds from the c.d.
a landscape of variations
into this zero night.

The grass is white; trees black.
The walls run off like staves.

The moon fingers each stone
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Nishikant Tiwari - Hindi Comedy Poem

just a point man in the ocean by Vaughan Gunson

just a point man in the ocean

holding a piece of rope



which starts at one point

on the shore, arcs out towards



the black island rocks, their skirts

of white foam billowing up



like Marilyn Monroe�s dress

long ago, or yesterday



distracted by what�s beneath

the ocean, to go down diving for



� screams
of children



bring me back, a chorusrising high with each

For John Pule by Karlo Mila

the poet told us

there was a beach
but a hurricane came
and swallowed it up



there was also a nation of people
but a New Zealand sponsored
hurricane
just as hungry
swept away people like grains of sand



with the help of
longremembered newfound family
he finds the old foundations
where hibiscus trees grow wild
with memories of his mother



using a new machete
he follows the old tracks
to a

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Nishikant

There's more to everything...!

There's more to a face, than it's features.
More to a day, than it's hours.
More to a mirror, than it's reflection.
More to a conversation, than it's words!
More to a heart, than it's desires.
More to a dream, than it's possibility.
More to a person, than his existence.
More to a story, than it's characters.
More to a celebration, than the occasion.
More to a victory, than to the winner.
More to a tear, than the cries..
More to the vision, than the eyes.
More to the reason, than the smile.
More to the photographer, than the picture!
More to the moments, than the time.
More to the meaning, than the word.
More to the emotion, than the expression.
More to you, than to me.
More to we, than to us.
More to life, than to death.
More to living, than to the years.
More to a life, than it's worth.
More to a death, than it's last breath...

9:20 am wednesday June 6 2012