Archive for October, 2011

Line of Pine Trees

October 29, 2011 Leave a comment

The remaining buildings waiting
Only for the bulldozer and the backhoe
An industrial park
In the last few hundred sunsets of its life

These pines wait with needles browning
Though crowns still pregnant with pine cones
Surrounded by asphalt left with no room
For young to fall not too far from the tree

At their gnarled feet the needles a carpet
Fragrantly scented in which nothing grows
All once young now old

Even the train
Wheezes down the warped and bumpy tracks
At six miles per hour or so
With no place much to go

These trees have seen this train go by
A million times by now

They’re still here and so am I

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Welcoming back John Grey

October 22, 2011 Leave a comment

One of the things I love the best about being a poetry editor is when poets that have published before return to us with more poetry.  This is a lovely thing.  This week John Grey came back to grace us with his unique perspective and compelling imagery.  I hope you’ll stop by and read his new work.

New Poem by John Grey.  

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Fresh Poems by Simon Perchik at EOL

October 10, 2011 Leave a comment

Although I love Simon’s work, I find this latest set of poems to be especially compelling.  Please stop by Eye On Life Online Magazine and visit my Poetry Unlocked section to enjoy these exceptional poems.  It pleases me no end that Simon is becoming a regular contributor.  His poems are well crafted and uniquely styled, and his inventive usage challenges and piques the imagination.

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Seeking a Writer for IWPS Cleveland

October 9, 2011 Leave a comment

If you are going to the Individual World Poetry Slam in Cleveland next week, October 13th through 15th, and you are interested in writing an article covering the event for Eye On Life Online Magazine, please use the “Contact Tom Rubenoff” field on my main feature page, The Poetry Locksmith, to discuss your qualifications and terms for renumeration.


October 9, 2011 Leave a comment

Returning to breathing with acceptance

Focused in the upper reaches of light

That which eludes the naked eye is glimpsed

Fragments of truth that inspire delight

If not understanding. Like broken shards

Multifaceted reflections, so our

Visions are by our thought process shattered

Returning to us in pieces. Power

Resides in the returning: our strong-willed

Desire to come back to ourselves, our home

In waters that by mindfulness we’ve stilled.

We contain the Earth’s circle, the sky’s dome.

We carry back the oneness we have learned

When from our returning we have returned.

New Poem by Donal Mahoney

October 5, 2011 Leave a comment

In his new poem, “Savannah Belle“, Donal dances expertly with his subject.  Reading the poem for the first time was like watching my Kung Fu teacher ballroom dance with his dance teacher.  A real treat, in other words.  I hope you’ll stop by and check out the poem.

Categories: Criticism, Poetry