“Everything is stilled, when dancers/ stop and listen to the liquid gold…” Weekend poem, by Milton P. Ehrlich.
“…the grand horror of his head, stretching/ into the fang-house/ that clatters and clatters/ against this armoured morsel/ this shock of Pangolin…” Weekend poem, by James Coghill.
“In winter the school year begins,/ we play gili danda and oonch neech/ in the schoolyard,/ We race home till our legs hurt…” Poem of the Week (September 10), by Rakhshan Rizwan.
Poem of the Week (July 9), by Daniel Roy Connelly