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November 21, 2019
Then Strains to Follow
Then Strains to Follow, Michael Dickel's 2012 online chapbook—read online, download as eBook, PDF, or stand-alone APP. Check it out—it's free!
September 19, 2019
The BeZine, Vol. 6, Issue 3, September 2019, Social Justice
Originally posted on The BeZine:
Social Justice as the world burns and wars rage Global protest actions on the Climate Crisis have been scheduled for September, as fires rage from the Arctic to the Amazon [1]. Potential conflicts in the Middle East seem on the verge of flaring into their own wildfires, most prominently as…
Social Justice as the world burns and wars rage Global protest actions on the Climate Crisis have been scheduled for September, as fires rage from the Arctic to the Amazon [1]. Potential conflicts in the Middle East seem on the verge of flaring into their own wildfires, most prominently as…
July 21, 2019
Death is a tribe
"Death is a tribe," five poem from Linda Chown on Meta/ Phor(e) /Play accompanied by four digital artworks by Michael Dickel. Check out their work…
July 16, 2019
HaEtz HaChaim
A new poem, Kiddush on the Solstice, and new digital landscapes, HaEtz HaChaim 1–7, from Michael Dickel on Meta/ Phor(e) /Play.
July 4, 2019
Mama Africa is the Republik’ of Poetry (Brave Voices Poetry Journal 65)
Originally posted on Miombo Publishing:
Mother Africa survived the trauma of clanging chains of captivity during SLAVE TRADE , shackles of colonialism and winced from beatings of hard bolt nut clenched fists of apartheid. Children and grandchildren of Mother Africa watched helplessly her sorrowful dance to the acoustics of sufferance. Still , Africa remain resilient…
Mother Africa survived the trauma of clanging chains of captivity during SLAVE TRADE , shackles of colonialism and winced from beatings of hard bolt nut clenched fists of apartheid. Children and grandchildren of Mother Africa watched helplessly her sorrowful dance to the acoustics of sufferance. Still , Africa remain resilient…
July 1, 2019
Somewhere a Whirring Fan
"Somewhere, a whirring fan
in an open window spins
possibilities into threads.”
—a poem from Nothing Remembers, by Michael Dickel, forthcoming from Finishing Line Press.
in an open window spins
possibilities into threads.”
—a poem from Nothing Remembers, by Michael Dickel, forthcoming from Finishing Line Press.
June 26, 2019
Poet by Day: Review & Interview of Nothing Remembers
From The Poet by Day by Jamie Dedes— The memoriesof living fall around the livesonce lived, leave a hole in thepumice. The emptiness fills with words –narrative and song. That is why I writewith rain drops on your windowsas the train speeds by the valleysindifferently. That is why the ghostsdo not speak to me or … Continue reading Poet by Day: Review & Interview of Nothing Remembers
June 13, 2019
Clarity in Shadows | Steven Sher
Steven Sher ((Shlomo Yashar) has six poems in Meta/ Phor(e) /Play) ranging through memory, seeking clarity in shadows as the one searching for his beloved in Sher’s poem, Beshert…
June 10, 2019
MOZA IS OUR COUNTRY :Brave Voices Poetry Journal 64.
Originally posted on Miombo Publishing:
? MOZA IS OUR COUNTRY : 2019 arrived with omens of bad luck of death, hunger and disease. Maybe Gods are angry or bad devils are at it again. The wings of Cyclone Idai, Satan’s angel washed away the soul, breath and glint…
? MOZA IS OUR COUNTRY : 2019 arrived with omens of bad luck of death, hunger and disease. Maybe Gods are angry or bad devils are at it again. The wings of Cyclone Idai, Satan’s angel washed away the soul, breath and glint…
MOZA IS OUR COUNTRY :Brave Voices Poetry Journal 64.
Originally posted on Miombo Publishing:
? MOZA IS OUR COUNTRY : 2019 arrived with omens of bad luck of death, hunger and disease. Maybe Gods are angry or bad devils are at it again. The wings of Cyclone Idai, Satan’s angel washed away the soul, breath and glint of Moza. Moza twice died and was…
? MOZA IS OUR COUNTRY : 2019 arrived with omens of bad luck of death, hunger and disease. Maybe Gods are angry or bad devils are at it again. The wings of Cyclone Idai, Satan’s angel washed away the soul, breath and glint of Moza. Moza twice died and was…
