Saturday, November 22, 2008


Wintersphere

by Rainbow Angel

A blond, long-haired beatific wild and crazy wander, Rainbow Angel is a true beat poet. His recent born-again discovery of Jesus just increases the emotional tug of his writing. He has made an appearence in "Enthalpy" a couple of years ago (my that seems a long time) but under a different name which I can't remeber now.

I was thinking, I. I The lightning glow wasp tongue, eel razorocatalyst to(ornery)om Murmers a Heart of Perfect Truth of Jesus Christ the Lord:

could write a poem.

Hurt and dancing Bears.

With burning flame Feet.

too only remember what then

other shaded diamond sided teardop

pure as A elephant tusk child womb brrr.... (wintersphere): OM:

Monday, November 3, 2008


Gobekli Tepe

by

Lloyd Douglas Knowlton

Doug Knowlton was a mental health social worker for twenty years before opening The Village Bookshop in Bradenton, Florida's Village of the Arts. He is married to Valorie, a cardiac R.N. His daughter Arianne, lives in Athens, GA, and he is owned by a Wheaton Terrier named Finnegan, and four cats: Sammy, Nikita, Toots & Tink.

Today, the mound overlooks
the lights of Urfa, as Klaus
and his crew comb with care
through the rejected heap, they
brush away the dust and sift
the artifacts. Suddenly, this is
the new navel of the world. The unknown
artists carved their megaliths
with a tinge of Halloween
and brought the frightening denizens
of their world: buzzard, snake and scorpion
to life. Yet, just beyond
the labyrinth, the camera eye
records the sweeping waste, once
upon a time a garden of rivers
and beasts. A comfort, perhaps
to know we are not alone
in our efforts to master
the fear. "From here," Klaus declares
"the dead are looking out at the ideal
view. They're looking out
over a hunter's dream."