Yom Kippur, Taos, New Mexico

BY ROBIN BECKER
I’ve expanded like the swollen door in summer
to fit my own dimension. Your loneliness

is a letter I read and put away, a daily reminder

in the cry of the magpie that I am

still capable of inflicting pain

at this distance.

Like a painting,...

Inkamisana
BY CECILIA VICUÑA
Stairs & rites
not for the foot

The building
thinks

Angular rock

Green skyscraper

Black ziggurat

Miniature
of time

Made
into altar

Invention
of the night

Sprouting
at dawn

Carved rock
praying
as it buds

Seeking the seed

to sprout!

Saliva
in torrents

Cooling waterfall

You redeem your field

Salt head

Stream
of lights

Double reflection

Stone
& water

The same
sprouting
 Oh Yeah and the Eye Stays Open
BY EDWIN TORRES
taking in what it hears
surprised at the way of path
the laid down before
the adventured after

smiling grip on what you want

would never let me down
I know you we say
after never having met

how listening to the other side

makes you wish for quiet
miles...