We discovered
Bossa Nova when
The forsythia and
Weeping cherry were
In bloom,
Outside the living room
Where you
Swirled me
Round – a blur of cream and blue
Upholstery –
Dips
And Spins
Made easy
On the hardwood floor.
You’ve always been a better dancer than me.
I’m a petal in your
Palm,
A blossom for your song.
Bio: Samantha Terrell, author of Vision, and Other Things We Hide From (Potter's Grove Press, 2021) is a widely published American poet whose work emphasizes self-awareness as a means to social awareness. Her poetry can be found in many fine publications, and her work has been featured on Sunny G Radio Glasgow, Dublin-based Eat the Storms podcast, and "The Open Collaboration" all-acoustics show (Bristol, U.K.). She writes from her home in upstate New York, where she lives with her husband and their two sons
Static
Ornate pavilions house
Weary souls who lament
On concrete existence static,
But untenable are norms
Driven by excess and folkways
No longer arcane,
No longer mores upheld in good faith,
For lands immortal can no longer rest
As opaque lines traverse skies gargantuan,
And ever warming still,
For dynamic fads drive static existence
As ironic dichotomies shield
Globalized economies
From recession contrived
Just as existence is demarcated
By rates appraised and reproduced in silence,
Just as subject to free will
And value judgements echoed
In collective sentiment,
As fears of the unknown are effortlessly maintained
And lost to a distinction without difference verifiable.
Copycat
Prowl on darling matriarch,
As paths narrow
And divergent ways diminish
Just before your scarlet eyes,
Howl on temptress
as clouds dissipate
and night grows weary,
As jarred doors turn you away,
How tables must have turned,
In this the bleak and final end,
Where prance you do
Above physical remains contrived,
Like the falsehoods you weave,
A death shroud, self-fulfilled.
Sordidus
Intolerable aberrations denigrate disciples
That pray by the riverside
As dark waters wash
Giving earth away,
Where ‘Sordidus!’ is exclaimed upon the lips
Of all intelligible souls amongst
The desert dwellers,
Wanderers
In search of humility
Amidst generational destruction,
But cool winds whisper wondrous truths
As pale skies darken as magenta dusk arises
To lull forlorn men to moonlit trance
As cosmic luster ignites
Fervent hope,
But wanderers
Know no cleanliness
In a world derived from bespoke truth
And contaminated by soiled lands
Tarnished by pure deceit,
Like moon-rays crystalline,
Our guiding spirit
Primal.
A Fevers of the Mind Quick-9 Interview with A.R. Salandy
Bio: Anthony is a Black Mixed-race poet & writer who has spent most of his life in the Middle East jostling between the UK & America. Anthony's work has been published 215 times internationally. Anthony has 2 published chapbooks titled 'The Great Northern Journey' 2020 (Lazy Adventurer Publishing) & 'Vultures' 2021 (Roaring Junior Press) as well as a novel 'The Sands of Change' 2021 (Alien Buddha Press). Anthony's Chapbook 'Half Bred' is the Winner of the 2021 'The Poetry Question' Chapbook contest. Anthony is the Co-EIC of Fahmidan Journal & Poetry Editor at Chestnut ReviewTwitter/Instagram: @arsalandy https://arsalandywriter.com/
Margaret Viboolsittiseri (aka Maggs Vibo) works in print, broadcast, special events, glitch media, and online. She is a contributor for Poem Atlas and has experimental art in the winnow magazine, Coven Poetry, Ice Floe Press, The Babel Tower Notice Board, ang(st), The Wombwell Rainbow. Recent anthologies include Poem Atlas ‘aww-struck’, Steel Incisors, Fevers of the Mind Press Presents the Poets of 2020 (January, 2021) and ‘My teeth don’t chew on shrapnel’: an anthology of poetry by military veterans (Oxford Brookes, 2020). She tweets @maggsvibo and her website is https://www.maggsvibo.com/