Poetry Inspired by Photography by Kevin DeLaney @kpdela Poetry by Matthew Freeman, Vipanjeet Kaur, Lesley Curwen and David L O’Nan “The Empath Dies in the End”

The Empath Dies in the End

So I find myself alone after a night of separation
A Black night lit up over our green chairs.
Now empty, no longer filled by our bodies
and our conversations, sits like ghosts
My God! this night has moon lit on fire.

I was the first to vanish from your anger.
Your white lightning skin wrapped in the moon rays,
as you paddled insults to my heart.
You will never let me feel the honey.
To let my lungs wrap up in the stickiness.
The mosquitoes and the bees begin to sleep with a thirst.

Will a new man let you swim in that undertow?
The Chimes they cling together by the swirling winds.
The clashing waves pour onto your cracked toes from Lake Seneca.
Several hours of dancing some unnamed waltz.  
On your hideaway beach that wasn't hours. 
That is what the prophet tells me.   
Stabbed in waiting while the hymns carry my ghost away from my body.

I listen with dim sleeping eyes.  The boats in the distance belt out 
tunes.  I drain in this loneliness.  The weakness, rustic in scowl.
Blood over the beads of rocks.  Listened to the wind blow once.
Listened to the wind blow twice.  It was a disguise.
Converged pure from my polluted brain.  The narcissists was wiry and sudden and overtook my neglected heart. Infested a brain.
The Empath dies in the end.

Current bio for Fevers of the Mind’s David L O’Nan editor/writing contributor to blog.

The Tranquil Sun by Vipanjeet Kaur

The sun sits tranquilly 
over the western horizon
at dusk,
His charioteer slows down
and pauses for a while
After traversing the whole sky.

While riding the chariot of dusk,
He smiles a last fading smile –
A farewell gesture;
A token of eternal love;
A parting kiss 
to the dying day.

While folding millions of his
imponderable arms of rays
that pervade the world
throughout the day,
He draws the blinds of 
his effulgence down
before night,
Like a mourner,
saluting the passing day.

Beyond the picket fence
of my mansion,
The one-eyed overseer
rings the bell of repose
and looks at me 
through crimson windows,
imparting a rosy aureole 
to my dormant hopes,
and like a dreamcatcher 
promising vernal dreams.

A fervent plea in his closing eye
to release the unrealised dreams of 
the dying day: broken, dead and decayed
in the autumn of dusk.
Let them burn 
on the pyre of the setting light,
Let the sombre red embers
reduce them softly to ashes
with the deepening darkness of dusk,
Let them dissolve in the darkness of night,
Let the cremains of despair be immersed 
in the flowing silver moonlight

before a new dawn begins
a new chariot ride. 

Bio: Ms. Vipanjeet Kaur from India is a poet fond of writing poems on various themes like nature, women empowerment, self, spiritualism and life.  Her haikus have been featured in the international online journals like Haiku Dialogue of The Haiku Foundation, The Haiku Pond, The Cold Moon Journal and the Scarlet Dragonfly Journal and her micropoetry has been published in the Five Fleas (Itchy Poetry). She has also read research papers on the topics of Literature, Human Rights and Women Empowerment in a few national seminars and international conferences. 
She can be followed on Twitter @vjpoeticmusings.



Fevers by Matthew Freeman

And I’ve said there’s no difference
between the streetlamp and the moon.
And that’s still true, but now
in late September as everything wanes
I’m sitting outside my sister’s apartment
with my diet soda and my cigarette and my iPod
watching the crowd get thin at Ted Drewes
and every little thing we believed in fall apart.
Someday when the sun burns out you’ll ask yourself
whether you stayed true, really true, to your
feverish desire.  

A Poetry Showcase by Matthew Freeman 

Moonage by Lesley Curwen

Haloed lunacy floats crosshatch beam
through umber cloud and bulrush-crown.   Bleak horizon swallows photon-feed
down continents of eyeless waves.

Landward, pines guard empty chairs 
against moon's threat, a pump-song
chuckles chlorine,  muddles jets
of aquamarine gems.

Poetry based on photography “The Lone Road to Moloka’I” from Maggs Vibo
 Poetry based on photography Challenge from Ankh Spice pt. 1




A Fevers of the Mind Quick-9 Interview with Eleonora Luongo

photo credit goes to Anthony Alvarez

Q1: When did you start writing and who influenced you the most now and currently?

Eleonora: I’ve always loved to write. My sister and I used to make up plays for our Barbies when we were kids and then perform them for our family. And we’d make tiny satire fashion magazines, complete with ads and headlines for articles.

I kept a journal as a kid and teenager and wrote the usual bad poetry in high school, but I didn’t start getting serious about craft until I was in my 20s. My progression of who influenced me would probably be something like Emily Dickinson -> Edgar Allen Poe -> Emily Bronte -> Mary Shelley -> Lawrence Ferlinghetti and the Beat writers. Then it would take a wide turn into more contemporary poets, too many to name them all here. I absolutely love this poem by Gabrielle Calvocoressi:
https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2018/11/19/hammond-b3-organ-cistern  

Q2: Any pivotal moment when you knew you wanted to be a writer?

Eleonora: As a child and even into college my goal was to be a visual artist, not a writer, but looking back it’s easy to see I always wanted to write. It wasn’t so much a want as just something I did. I purposefully use the verb “write” here and not the noun because I didn’t call myself a “writer” for a very long time, but I did the action of writing from a young age. There’s something about sitting down to write a phrase or start a poem and trying to work through something, and then it ends up taking a surprising turn somewhere during the process and at the end you think, “Oh, that’s where my mind was trying to go.”

Q3: Who has helped you most with writing and career?

Eleonora: In undergrad, I was originally an architecture major (later switched to computer science) at a very STEM heavy school, but I had two English professors who really encouraged me to keep writing. One I had as a freshman for an intro class and still remember to this day that she wrote “You are a writer!!!” in red ink on a personal essay assignment.

More recently, my professors and colleagues in the MFA program at Rutgers University-Newark deepened the way I approach my own writing and helped me hone my craft in a way that wouldn’t have happened on my own. I’m very lucky to have a group of welcoming and generous colleagues from the program who’ve given me opportunities to read my work with them and engage with as a community both online and in person. I hesitate to name names because inevitably I know I will leave someone out.

I have two very close friends who are not poets but are the most encouraging people in my corner right now. I probably bore them by sending them my work to read whenever I have a new piece published but they are always gracious and excited for me. It’s such a warm feeling and I’m not sure they know how much that inspires me to keep going and how hugely grateful I am for them.

Q4: Where did you grow up and how did that influence you? Have any travels influenced your work?

Eleonora: I grew up in Elizabeth, which is the 4th largest city in New Jersey. We lived in an apartment smack in the middle of the business district, and I went to college in Newark, the largest city in the state, where I still work today. Cities will always feel like home to me. But my family emigrated from a small town in southern Italy and we went back there to visit family in the summers and that had a big influence on me too. It’s this huge shift to come from a place that is mostly concrete and buildings to a small town where you’re surrounded by mountains wherever you look and the buildings have been standing since the Middle Ages. There’s this sense of history, of a connection to place and your past that wasn’t there for me in NJ. For instance, my maternal grandfather and his father built some of the cobblestone streets we walked on, and everyone knows you as the family you come from, which I’m sure can be suffocating if you grow up there, but it also fosters an understanding that you’re part of a long, continuous thread. My paternal grandfather, a carpenter by trade, was the self-proclaimed family historian and loved to tell us stories about the past, as well as recite Neapolitan poems by from memory. I think more than the poetry I learned in school, the poems he recited made me fall in love with the rhythms and music of poetry and brought it down to earth for me, because it showed that poetry didn’t have to be this formal thing for only the most educated in a way that what we learned in school didn’t. It was always meant for everyone.

Q5: What do you consider your most meaningful work creatively to you?

Eleonora: My MFA thesis, which centers around family and cultural history and was called City of Fire and Water after the nickname of my parents’ hometown, Campagna, was the first time I ever put together a set of poems that felt like a collection and not just random work, so that will always be meaningful to me.

More recently, an as-yet unpublished chapbook called Post-Traumatic Self-Portrait. It was written in the year or so after I gave birth to a stillborn daughter, Anna. I hadn’t been writing much for years before then but working on the project gave me an anchor at a time that I felt particularly unmoored. When someone you love dies, usually there are memories and things about them you can hold onto, but what if that someone was only alive for a moment? Nobody really wants to bring up the topic of a dead baby because they think it’ll make you too sad. But I needed to talk about her to make her real. The book feels like a way to give Anna space to be something more than one moment, and to explore loss and connection and hope and re-piecing ourselves together after something very unexpected and tragic happens.

Q6: What are your favorite activities to relax?

Eleonora: I love to read! I’ll read most any genre, but some of my favorites are gothic horror novels – give me a few hours with a crumbling old castle or mansion and troubled characters and throw in supernatural phenomena and I’m a happy girl. I also like fairy tale retellings and YA fiction – there is so much depth and great stuff happening in YA these days.

When I’m too mentally exhausted to read, I’ll put on a movie or binge a few episodes of whatever my latest favorite series is.

Q7: What is a favorite line/ stanza/lyric from your writing?

Eleonora: Oh! That’s a tough one. I like these lines from my poem “Electron”:

Everything outside is gathering sparks, is more than myself. Inside
the entire world spins in miniature.

It captures a lot of that idea of us as individual beings but also part of a larger collective consciousness that I’ve been thinking about a lot lately.

Q8: What kind of music inspires you the most? What is a song or songs that always come back to you as an inspiration?

Eleonora: Ah, so many. I could talk about music all day! It really depends on what I’m working on, but if we’re talking about writing inspiration, I tend to gravitate toward dreamy female vocals set over lush, sweeping music. Recently I’ve been listening to a lot of Zola Jesus, her songs feel like a great opening to exploring so many things: unfulfilled desire, our place in the world, longing and purpose and meaning in life.

Going back to the idea of fairy tales and the forest as this mystical but also wild and a little dangerous place, Aurora is another vocalist I love.

The older song I return to over and over again is Mazzy Star’s “Fade Into You.” There’s a push and pull between a longing for connection and yet not really being able to cross that boundary between people that feels very universal.

But sometimes you just want to feel that driving bass and synth, right? I love the classics, Depeche Mode and the Cure and of course Joy Division, but also Metric and Poppy and newer bands. And some screamo music. And stuff completely outside of those genres too. I’m a sucker for a good minor chord or a bit of dissonance.

Q9: Do you have any recent or upcoming books, music, events, etc that you would like to promote?

Eleonora: I don’t have any events coming up right now, but I have three poems in the Blood & Bourbon: Catastrophe collection, available on Amazon.

A recently published poem I’m really proud of is Mapping the Imperfect Body, which you can read in Coachella Review.  

My Bio:

Eleonora Luongo was born and raised in Elizabeth, NJ and received her MFA in Creative Writing from Rutgers University-Newark, where she currently works as Communications Director for the School of Arts & Sciences-Newark. Her poetry has appeared in Bellevue Literary Review, Black Telephone Magazine, The Coachella Review, and others. She has poems in the following anthologies: No Tender Fences: An Anthology of Immigrant & First-Generation American Poetry, Divine Feminist: An Anthology of Poetry & Art by Womxn & Non-Binary Folx, and Hecate: Decay. She is a poetry reader for Okay Donkey literary magazine.

She lives in New Jersey and can be found on Twitter and Instagram as @phigirl.

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Current bio for Fevers of the Mind’s David L O’Nan editor/writing contributor to blog.

Quick-9 Interview Questions for writers below. Always send in word doc or in body of email to feversofthemind@gmail.com or pdf if you have no other option. Also, a photo to go with interview is preferred.

Q1. When did you start writing and whom influenced you the most?
Q2. Any pivotal moment when you knew you wanted to be a writer?
Q3. Who has helped you most with writing and career?
Q4. Where did you grow up and how did that influence you? Have any travels influenced your work?
Q5. What do you consider your most meaningful work creatively to you?
Q6. What are your favorite activities to relax?
Q7. What is a favorite piece of writing you have done so far? Any meaning behind why?
Q8. What kind of music inspires you the most? What is a song or songs that always come back to you as an inspiration?  Or what is a writer or book you always come back to when you're needing that extra inspiration?
Q9. Do you have any recent or upcoming books, music, events, projects that you would like to promote?
Q10. Bonus Question: Any funny or strange stories you'd like to share during your creative journey?

Quick-9 Interview questions for musicians/writers. Always send in word doc or body of e-mail to feversofthemind@gmail.com or pdf if you have no other option. Also, a photo to go with interview is preferred.

Q1: When did you start writing/discovering music? Who influenced you the most?

Q2: Any pivotal moment when you knew you wanted to be a musician/artist?

Q3: Who has helped you most with your career?

Q4: Where did you grow up and how did that influence you? Have any travels influenced your work?

Q5: What do you consider your most meaningful work creatively so far to you?

Q6: What are your favorite activities to relax?

Q7: From your accomplishments what do you consider a favorite piece of music that you’ve done? Any meaning behind why?

Q8: What kind of music inspires you the most? What is a song or songs that always come back to you as an inspiration?

Q9: Do you have any upcoming projects that you’d like to promote? Concerts, books, events, etc?

Bonus: Any funny memory or strange memory you’d like to share during your creative journey?

***Any actors/actresses, artists, photographers, comedians, podcasters, bloggers, athletes that are wanting a quick-9 interview answer a set of the questions above and I will incorporate your answers to your specific job***

A Fevers of the Mind Quick-9 Interview with Lily Maureen O’Nan (author of “Cracked Around the Edges”)

Bio: My name is Lily Maureen O’Nan. I am a genderfluid transfeminine writer, artist, musician, and a double major in sociology and psychology with a minor in gender studies. I’m also multiply neurodivergent, but place emphasis on Autism. I am the sister of David O’Nan. My pronouns are they/them and she/her. I write a variety of genres, and have one self-published book entitled Cracked Around the Edges. https://transdisciplinaryneurodiversity.blogspot.com/2022/03/name-is-lily-maureen-onan-and-i-am.html?sm_au=iVVrZppJZf6F0kVMHtJqHK0qJ6jF1 Twitter @LilyMONan

https://www.lulu.com/shop/lily-maureen-onan/cracked-around-the-edges/paperback/product-2y8qd4.html?page=1&pageSize=4

1. When did you start writing and whom influenced you the most?

Lily: I started writing philosophical rants down on paper when I was 14 or 15 after being told I think existentially by my therapist at the time. Soon after, I started writing my signature stream-of-consciousness poetry, which has evolved significantly over the years. I have always been most influenced by Beat literature, so I would say that Kerouac created the foundation for me to become the writer that I am today, however, more recently, I would say Ada Hoffman has been a huge influence on me and got me interested in the genre of speculative fiction written by Autistic authors. 

2. Any pivotal moment when you knew you wanted to be a writer?

Lily: Honestly, I have somewhat known that I wanted to be a writer since I was a teenager, but I did not fully commit to writing completely until I went back to university, published my first book, and started work on more projects. After having won a scholarship for a grant that I wrote for about disability and adversity, I feel like an accomplished writer in academia, and that gave me more confidence to work on my own personal writings.

3. Who has helped you most with writing and career?

Lily: I would have to say that my book would not have been published if I did not have my nesting partner, Jessica, as co-editor to format the book correctly. I also have to thank my brother, David, for being a strong support, and the late Bill Sovern for giving me a stage when I needed it.

4. Where did you grow up and how did that influence you? Have any travels influenced your work?

Lily: I grew up in a very small town in Kentucky called Sebree and it influences a lot of my work, as it was not a pleasant place to live, so I had to use many forms of escapism to deal with the trauma, therefore, it is reflected in my work a lot. I also spent a short time in New Orleans growing up, and that has also had a significant influence on my work because it gave me a taste of various cultures and subcultures that I would have otherwise not been introduced to. As far as travels go, Chicago has indirectly influenced my work through a past polyamorous relationship that did not work out as planned.

5. What do you consider your most meaningful work creatively to you?

Lily: My most meaningful work has yet to be published, but it would have to be a flash speculative fiction piece that I wrote. Most of my poetry is untitled.

6. Favorite activities to relax?

Lily: I am a voracious reader. When I am not doing schoolwork, I am reading for pleasure or developing my social life more. Listening to music and social media are other ways I choose to relax, and honestly, I write to relax at times.

7. What is your favorite line/stanza/lyric from your writing?

Lily: I cannot reveal my favorite line from my writings, as the piece has not been published yet.

8. What kind of music inspires you the most? What is a song or songs that always come back to you as an inspiration?

Lily: I would have to say that I am most inspired by industrial and folk music. There are quite a few songs that come to mind as an inspiration, such as “Venus in Furs” by The Velvet Underground and “Waitin’ Around to Die” by Townes van Zandt. Lately, I have been listening to “History is Everyone’s Fuck” by Street Sects a lot and it is inspiring me to want to start a new music project.

9. Do you have any recent or upcoming books, music, events, projects that you would like to promote?

Lily: I am working on a book of poetry, a collection of flash speculative fiction, a memoir, and possibly a book of essays. I read poetry at The Bokeh Lounge, and you can more than likely find me at Poetry Speaks. I have read there during the past two events. I am also considering starting a new music project.

Bonus Question: Any funny or strange occurrence you’d like to share during your creative journey?

Lily: I got mistaken for a friend of mine at Poetry Speaks while being called to the stage, so that was kind of humorous. 

New Poetry book “Cracked Around the Edges” from Lily Maureen O’Nan (info from Lulu site)

New poem by Lily Maureen O’Nan

https://play.google.com/store/books/details/Cracked_Around_the_Edges_Selected_Poems_2015_2019?id=kshqEAAAQBAJ&hl=en_US&gl=US

https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/bare-bones-writing-issue-1-david-l-onan/1141994348

For Lily’s Twitter and links to her blog!

https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/cracked-around-the-edges-lily-maureen-onan/1141347779

Poetry Showcase from Lynn White

from pixabay

American Dream

We were such special people then, 
the two of us, flying high above the rest
like the arrogant angels we saw 
playing way above the clouds.
We could almost touch them
with our arms outstretched,
as we danced our way through 
a cinemascope of endless possibilities.

But other people were unimpressed.
They had no wish to touch the angels, 
or reach the stars, even if they could.
They looked down towards us, not up,
fulfilled and sacred to each other, 
with a specialness unknown to us.
We did not hear the soundtrack of their voices.
Did not see the fractures of their dreams,
or of ours to come.

But now we have become the rest
and know that we were not so special then. 
But just practicing for a life that would elude us 
as dreams remained dreams in cinemascope.
Dreams which became decayed imaginings 
growing dusty with time and fading,
as ordinariness reclaimed us and the angels let us fall. 


First published by Amomancies, Issue 5, Americana

A Not So Still Life

What a strange tableau,
a still life 
still
living 
in a dream.
The birds flew over
and looked down on it,
but there was no place for them 
to hang out,
to roost, 
to dream.
So they didn’t care about the dust motes
escaping into the sunlight
floating like fairy dust
getting themselves organised
to follow their dream.
Did they escape
from the jar?
Perhaps.
Though 
the bull is wondering 
if they were ever inside
and the birds don’t care as usual,
hardly notice her dog emerging 
from the mist to inspect them. 
Unmistakably her dog
just more amorphous than usual.
It doesn’t look inclined to chase the motes
or stick its head inside the loop they’re making.
But the birds don’t care as usual.

Only Dream Harder

If you dream hard enough
you’ll find castles in the air,
or build them.
If you dream hard enough
you’ll find secret cities 
under the waves
ruled over by a fishy king
with his beady eye on you
as you walk on by.
If you dream hard enough
you’ll find unicorns
and ride them across the desert
to discover lost oases hidden there
amongst ancient cities 
once in ruins
now recast 
in shimmering perfection
by harsh sunlight.
If you dreamer harder 
you’ll rise above the waves of sand
which threaten to engulf you,
float in the sunlight
instead of being buried 
head first.
It’s all possible
if you only dream harder.

First published in Event Horizon, Issue 6, November 2018

Dreaming

'To sleep perchance to dream'.
That’s what he said.
Sounds so gentle,
but there’s a rub,
a rough edge to this sleepy escape
that would see me float away
sending me spinning,
out of control
tumbling,
raging,
spiralling,
crashing
to an indeterminate end.

So perhaps it’s daytime dreaming 
that has the edge
to smoothly move me
from one place to another.
In wakeful dreams
I can determine the beginning,
at least,
and invite the participants.
Sometimes
they may act out an old story
with a predictable end.
Sometimes 
I can write a new story
and then

bring it to life.


First published in Flight of the Dragonfly, September 2021

Dream Catchers

These hairy, feathery, stringy things
are supposed to catch my dreams,
but I don’t believe it.
I’ve hung them above my bed and
inspected them carefully in the morning
but I’ve never found a dream caught
in them,
Not even a tiny dreamlet.
No,
they’re just a trick,
a deception, to make me feel
I can capture them and relive them
when I want to.
But I can’t.
No one can ever go back to a dream.


First published in Poetry Breakfast, April 21, 2016



Bio: Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality and writes hoping to find an audience for her musings. She was shortlisted in the Theatre Cloud 'War Poetry for Today' competition and has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize, Best of the Net and a Rhysling Award. Her poetry has appeared in many publications including: Consequence Magazine, Firewords, Capsule Stories, Light Journal and So It Goes. Find Lynn at: https://lynnwhitepoetry.blogspot.com and https://www.facebook.com/Lynn-White-Poetry-1603675983213077/