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Thursday, November 16, 2023: Charles A. Perrone's "OV"

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Charles A. Perrone was born in the Empire State of New York, grew up in the Golden State of California, last studied in the Lone Star State of Texas, worked in the Sunshine State of Florida, and returned to the West Coast to retire between seashore and redwoods. His published poetry spans the Americas, the oceans, and the Internet, appearing in books and journals (print and digital) in USA, Canada, UK, Mexico, Brazil and Australia. His chapbooks were published by moriapoetry and his volume Designs: Blueprints of Floorplans of a Provisional Residence was released by cyberwit (2022). OV   Oh, this Odyssean Voyage makes me shiver so. Like waves of Ulysses with wings, soaring over Dublin, and the wake of Finnegan finding its way home. Years at sea, Penelope weaves and thrives and leaves nothing to chance or the imagination. James does not recognize me, and Joyce is not his mistress. If I am not careful I shall land on an Isle of Distress. Thus is my trip, hip to pages, ages past, and ston

Sunday, Nov. 12, 2023: Lorraine Caputo's Upon the Ruins"

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Bio: Lorraine Caputo is a documentary poet, translator and travel writer. Her works appear in over 400 journals on six continents; and 23 collections of poetry – including On Galápagos Shores (dancing girl press, 2019) and Patagonian Sketches (Origami Poems Project, 2023). She also authors travel narratives, articles and guidebooks. Her writing has been honored by the Parliamentary Poet Laureate of Canada (2011) and nominated for the Best of the Net. Caputo has done literary readings from Alaska to Patagonia. She journeys through Latin America, listening to the voices of the pueblos and Earth. Follow her travels at: www.facebook.com/lorrainecaputo.wanderer or https://latinamericawanderer.wordpress.com . Upon The Ruins     The cathedral lies in ruins,  the steps broken,  weeds growing between the gulfs.    I ascend to the atrium.  The bell towers are cracked,   the cross fallen to one side,  the clocks stopped 12:30 on the other.    Within the temple,  the altar is an island floating