Author: Ian Trimnell

Living With Dementia By Annabel Sheila   She’s trapped inside the prison walls That used to be her mind. The woman that she used to be, Has long been left behind. There are times she’s quite alert, Her memory’s still intact. Then there are days when she disappears, And we know it’s not an act. No...

The Forgotten Mother By Ruby Latimer Edwards  A gray old woman sits all alone, Unloved, uncherished, and unknown. Sitting beside her broken door, Dreaming of days passed long ago, When children played about her knee Filling the air with childish glee, Tended by her with loving care, Knowing the blessing of a Mother’s prayer. But now they...

I Still Matter by Pat A. Fleming  I’M STILL HERE My looks are nothing special, My face reveals my age, My body shows some wear and tear, And my energy’s not the same. Too often my memory fails me, And I lose things all the time. One minute I know what I plan to do, And...

Grammatical Error By Faiz Ahmad  A sky replaces the sky almost imperceptibly until we turn our heads around face-to-face with the unholy axe that chopped our seeing in two: the-world and a-world Good morning and welcome to Morning Prayer The night has passed, and the day lies open before us; let us pray with one heart...

Memory, Flooding Back  By Jeremy Michael Clark  The river’s rise out of itself began in the west, the lowest part of the city. Its first breach of the bank: subtle, just a thin film of water over the land, like a hand coaxes a child to sleep. Within hours, it reached our homes. When the water...

Souvenir of the Ancient World  By Carlos Drummond de Andrade [Translated from the Portuguese by Mark Strand] Clara strolled in the garden with the children. The sky was green over the grass, the water was golden under the bridges, other elements were blue and rose and orange, a policeman smiled, bicycles passed, a girl stepped onto...

Any community that we construct on earth will be only a small model of a universe whose community includes billions of stars and planetary systems. Are we alone? We don’t know, but if we don’t know how to become a community with our own species, how shall we find harmony with other life forms in the...

We meet in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen Opening Sentences Let the beauty of the Lord our God be upon us. Establish Thou the work of our hands; establish Thou the work of our hands. Presence  Dear Lord, you have called me by my name. You have carved me...

House  By Stanley Plumly  Door frames off the square, the inside sweating tile-brick walls uncovered, the checkerboard linoleum floors tilted toward infinity or at least in the direction of my northern bedroom window, which in winter is half-frozen with ice thick enough some mornings to draw on with a fingernail, while in the dust of summer...

A World Created by the Powerful  By Seifu Metaferia  [Translated from the Amharic by Alemu Tebeje & Chris Beckett] They say “come here! go there!” with a gun to emphasize their words “just drive me, please!” they say mixing polite and threatening because they like to blur distinctions —              ...

No Nonsense  By Charlie Smith  split off for a sec I thought I might say something truthful but couldn’t come up with it and lingered in the rosy twilight unpacking an old suitcase I found under the stairs sometimes I stay as still as possible and tell myself a limitless vista’s opening up when it’s not...

XLIII Judica me, Deus  By Malcom Guite  Shucked of the husk of all my wasted years I long to step forth, free of all encumbrance To set aside the heaviness, the tears, The sin that clings so close, the doleful hindrance Of resentment and regret, to let them go Roll them below the cross, as Christian once...