Issue 1 2010

Isles Review

2010

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TIBETAN TO-DO LIST

Set sail on still water

Recover what was never lost

Let birth follow death

Sleep on a burning bed

Love your enemies

Reap from the fallow

Walk around in circles

Exhale

Drink from a broken cup

Tell stories in a foreign tongue

Embrace the inevitable

Be useful or do nothing

Finish what cannot be completed

Complete the abyss.

Anthony Nannetti

Anthony Nannetti  --

The Poet reports:  I am a teacher of English with the School District of Philadelphia. I live in the Bella Vista section of the city with my wife and two daughters. My poetry has appeared in Guardian Unlimited and PhiladelphiaStories, and online at Ygdrasil, Forge Journal, and Bijou Poetry Review.

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NOISE IS A SELFISH GLORY

The children and old folks were awakened

By the aggressive burr of a motorcycle.                                  

Somewhere out there rides                                                  

A phantom in his glory.                                                           

The children are excited imagining themselves                       

On the open road with no curfew.

The old folks pray for the biker's

Motor to die.

If it's not a racing bike,

It will musically fade off into the night.

Sound,  when uses properly, is therapeutic.

It glides gently through our ears

To enhance dreams.

Noise is a rude crackle of confusion.

It is detrimental to all forms of healing

And sleep is one of them.

       Joshua Meander

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"If the English Language Were a Drink"

English Fine European Language.

Made from an exclusive blend of Old Norse, Old French, and Latin,

with a generous dash of exotic words.

Enjoyed by connoisseurs in such classic recipes as

the William Shakespeare and the Emily Dickinson.

Erin O'Riordan

Erin O'Riordan is largely a prose writer. She authors the Pagan Spirits novel series and is a monthly columnist for Poetic Monthly Magazine. Her reading, writing and editing blog can be found at erinoriordan.blogspot.com.

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Coming Home from the Library

Humming

streetlights

on

a

coaled

black

night

the

moon

is

happy

and

the

world

is

alright.

Danny P. Barbare

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For Franz Liszt:

    Extravagant Piano Virtuoso

All that fancy flamboyant

Fire, fun, fury, and sassy

Flim-flam fandango flash-dash
Tickles my whimsy,

Brights my blue-eyed giddylights,
Sings my blood and skin-heat

Sweetsong-racing -
      Get 'em Franz,
          My god, you were

                         A beauty!

Lee Underwood

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Glory be to the Founder,

and to the Managers,

and to the Board,

as it was since Incorporation,

is now,

           and ever shall be

Amen

Michael Ceraolo