Dennis Bourne  is a  Venezuelan painter, poet and author who was born in Guyana. He went to Caracas in 1947 and thereafter dedicated his art...

A week before commencement, at which Stoner was to receive his doctorate, Archer Sloane offered him a full-time instructorship at the Univer...

Vanity I  John—–Gloves on, Scarff to the wind, Jacket snugg, I feel the power, I am that POWER!!!! And where is precision, by go...

Some dreams they forgot The dead birds fell without anyone having seen them fly or being able to imagine from where. They were black, their ...

San Francisco and other poetic dreams is made possible by Writers workshop 146 Leavenworth St. San Francisco CA. Edited by Don B...

Addi Why? Why do you disturb my sleep? Oh Addi sometimes I feel you take my will. I am helpless. Addi, Hell-ples, Help-less:…..H...

I marvel at the sea for, in its vastness, It neither takes a rest, nor sleeps. Beneath the apparent surface of fake calmness There is much m...

I see a young man with hopeful dreams in his eyes, and love - I see a young woman with love in her eyes, and hopes and dreams......

Lesson Learned in Chicago   You strut in with gang signs in your eyes, I arrive with books under my arms. You have lived on the streets wher...

Your body's punctuation  From this point I wonder. . . About the ellipsis and the commas Only familiar to your body and me. I’m now fill...

   “I hope you don’t think I’m a hippie,” said the man to whom I was talking in the Crown Room of the Stardust Hotel on the Las ...

Wafi Salih , 1965, venezuelan poet. She is called a master of contemporary haiku.  She is Magister in Latinoamerican Literature ...

— American Poetry: Elizabeth Bishop (English - Spanish). The dead birds fell without anyone having seen them fly or being able to imagine fr...

Third floor I Tie and Untie myself  and count to three,  it is incomplete,  and an empty longing,  full of symbols that mean not...