-Kerfe Roig “Second Autumn”
-Marcel Herms “In verkeerde handen”
KR19 second autumn
My garden pond must have achieved
five stars on Yelp for Migrating
Robins. In intricate patterns,
they soar and dive, swerve and land
together, take off together,
perch bright-breasted in trees together,
then fly on. The next group checks in.
This gray January Sunday
I sit with their crystalline song,
more than enough gratuity
for the messiness of their leaving.
Fall Maiden – A Sonett
The flowing tresses of auburn man bind
Follow drawn by every curvy sashay
Swift bubbly laughter sings love in their mind
Among leaves twirling she dances away
Smile drawing the hunting merry wild chase
Darting vision of fall forest beauty
Feet leaping lightly through swaying trunk maze
Further into skin on skin, touch frenzy
Green dusted with gold secret yearning hold
Unlock with a honest champion heart
Requires her suitors to be fiery bold
Adore her, love her, never be apart
Deep in the woods on a bed of soft straw
Men worship her season with spellbound awe
in an expensive institution
she saw cells everywhere
thoughts sealed in wax walls
where they are all alone
in each cell one larva
nourished until hatching
honey-slimed and dripping
to fly between the arches
her thoughts were stored
in an alley off the quadrangle
she didn’t publish the parts
littered with dead drones
Contemplating the current panorama (KR19)
The barbed wire draws a grid of choices.
Focus on a space and I’ll give you a view.
It will be your view only, and only for a moment,
after that you will be guided on to the next.
This mediation is a rosary for the natural world
it will take you from blue flight to the heights
of flame. You will experience in depth
the rustle and hum of fall woodlands
and feel the imprint of damp earth.
You will smell the remains of thyme,
get lost in a tangle of branches, and wander
until the rays of a low sun lead you home.
Afterwards, you will find in your pocket
a memento of your journey. Try to hold it
at least until the Spring, or if you don’t believe
in Spring, until you find a gap in the fence
Responding to “Second Autumn” (KR) and CO19
Why is that sometimes spring and summer seem to come again,
but autumn only once?
The azure skies that fade into violet sighs,
the leaves of russet and gold, turn brown, fold within
leaving only a crunch—
they turn to dust.
Now I hear the geese in honking V, pull free time’s stitches—
land to sea.
And if I sit on moonlit porch—and listen–
will I hear the rustling ghosts of what was or what might have been?
A summer night. A picket fence. A snake. A bite.
Life or death? What happened after? What happened then?
-Merril D Smith
Bios And Links
A resident of New York City, Kerfe Roig enjoys transforming words and images into something new. Her poetry and art have been featured online by Right Hand Pointing, Silver Birch Press, Yellow Chair Review, The song is…, Pure Haiku, Visual Verse, The Light Ekphrastic, Scribe Base, The Zen Space, and The Wild Word, and published in Ella@100, Incandescent Mind, Pea River Journal, Fiction International: Fool, Noctua Review, The Raw Art Review, and several Nature Inspired anthologies. Follow her explorations on her blogs, https://methodtwomadness.wordpress.com/ (which she does with her friend Nina), and https://kblog.blog/, and see more of her work on her website http://kerferoig.com/
is an artist working in glass, metal, fibre and paint. Sometimes her work is based on photographs, but more often, she creates in the moment. She loves to play with texture and colour.
is a Dutch visual artist. He is also one of the two men behind the publishing house Petrichor. Freedom is very important in the visual work of Marcel Herms. In his paintings he can express who he really is in complete freedom. Without the social barriers of everyday life.
There is a strong relationship with music. Like music, Herms’ art is about autonomy, freedom, passion, color and rhythm. You can hear the rhythm of the colors, the rhythm of the brushstrokes, the raging cry of the pencil, the subtle melody of a collage. The figures in his paintings rotate around you in shock, they are heavily abstracted, making it unclear what they are doing. Sometimes they look like people, monsters, children or animals, or something in between. Sometimes they disappear to be replaced immediately or to take on a different guise. The paintings invite the viewer to join this journey. Free-spirited.
He collaborates with many different authors, poets, visual artists and audio artists from around the world and his work is published by many different publishers.
RedCat’s love for music and dance sings clearly in The Poet’s Symphony (Raw Earth Ink, 2020). Passion for rhythms and rhymes, syllabic feets and metres. All born out of childhood and adolescence spent reading, singing, dancing and acting.
Her writing spans love, life, mythology, environment, depression and surviving trauma.
Originally from the deep woods, this fiery redhead now makes home in Stockholm, Sweden, where you might normally run into her dancing the night away in one of the city’s techno clubs.
Read more at redcat.wordpress.com
-Merril D Smith
is a historian and poet. She lives in southern New Jersey, where she is inspired by her walks along the Delaware River. She’s the author of several books on history, gender, and sexuality. Her poetry has been published in journals and anthologies, including Black Bough Poetry, Nightingale and Sparrow, Anti-Heroin Chic, and Fevers of the Mind.
is a writer, teacher, and musician currently residing near Paris. His poetry has appeared in Lunar Poetry, PostBLANK, Paris Lit Up, The Belleville Park Pages, and Twin Pies Literary among others. His first chapbook, “The Manual” (Sweat Drenched Press, 2020), explores the space between poetry, prose, and gamebooks. He has a sweet tooth for all things experimental, modernist, and strange. Follow him on Twitter and his Bandcamp for electronic explorations.
Born in County Down, Joy has studied, mothered and worked in Scotland since 1980. Brief excursions to follow her heart, back to NI mid-1990’s and England for first round Covid-lockdown ’19, Joy is currently back living in Glasgow. Joy’s first poem was accepted as part of the C. S. Lewis themed Poetry Jukebox curation A Deeper Country in Belfast in 2019. This poem, Ricochet was published in The Poets’ Republic Issue 8 Autumn 2020. A love of reading poetry is now accompanied by sporadic writing of poetic lines which spill out as an apparent by-product of processing dark and sorrowful days.
lives in Atlanta, Georgia with her two large, frightening lapdogs. A PhD in French language and literature, she has retired from teaching French to university students, as well as from fierce competition in martial arts and distance running. She has produced the chapbooks Backwards Through the Rekroy Wen, Scapes, and Postcard Poetry 2020. When she isn’t hard at work writing poems in English, she might be found reading them in French to her long-suffering grandchildren, who don’t yet speak French.
-Alan Gary Smith
A Lincolnshire Ludensian living in Grimsby who built up his poetic stance after visiting Doncaster and Mexborough during his real ale and comedic music searches. Surprised to find a recent DNA check leaned heavily towards being a strong mix of Scottish, East Yorkshire and Lincolnshire. A sixty year old baldy who loves Julie, astronomy and chocolate; after giving up on football and telly.
is an English poet based in Barcelona. Her work has featured in Popshot, Black Bough Poetry, AIOTB, Ink, Sweat and Tears, and The Blue Nib, among other publications. She received her first Pushcart Prize Nomination and performed at the Cheltenham Poetry Festival. She tweets at @hilaryotto
is an old poet living in Mumbles on The Gower. He does most of his writing from his beach hut at Rotherslade – still waiting for the blue plaque
Anjum Wasim Dar was born in Srinagar (Indian Occupied )Kashmir, She is a migrant Pakistani.Educated at
St Anne’s Presentation Convent Rawalpindi she has a Masters degree in English Literature and History (
Ancient Indo-Pak Elective) CPE Cert.of Proficiency in English from Cambridge
UK. , a Diploma in TEFL from AIOU Open Uni. Islamabad Pakistan. She has been writing poems,
articles and stories since 1980.A published poet Anjum was awarded Poet of Merit Bronze Medal in 2000 by ISP International Society of Poets and poetry.com USA .
She has worked as Creative Writer at Channel 7 Adv. Company Islamabad, and as a Teacher Educator for Fauji Foundation Education Network Inservice Teachers
Educational Consultant by Profession.
Author of 3 Adventure Novels (Series) Fiction..