POETRY PACIFIC

The Ashes of Eve If only I could touch the hem of Freedom's robe while he wraps his arm around Chaos' ...

mosquito bite you are a mosquito bite; it itches and itches to even look upon your form yet when you're scratched it provide...

The furies you roam the house with your fantastical furies agitating the dogs normal decorum. in the desolate light of your ashen e...

An  Ideal  Swordsman               His goal is balance.  His pledge: Never recoil when threatened.                             ...

Untitled #1 Only the screen across a tone, Alberti's green and rose. A selfish ...

BUTTERFLIES AND VULTURES Looking for migrating butterflies, I see two clusters of vultures ...

You are the Earth   My father, you are the earth, the soil upon which I stand, rich and warm.  My roots extend and search and seek. Yo...

Beaver I am a beaver hiding in seclusion regardless of the weather or the alternating seasons. Waggling my flat tail I stay content...

Bionote Tao Zhijian is a translator, scholar and amateur photographer. He is a member of the Chinese Writers Association ...

Hiyaku Haiku: Japanese Memories a trace of a scent a tune of a melody a glimpse of a scene it teases your mind tugs at your subconsci...

Bionote: After nearly 30 years of study and research in geology, nutritional science and pharmacology, Dr. Dannia Hu is ri...

Night Birds of Monterey The ocean leaves subtle brine On their skin as it dries. The day is spent swimming Through pages of though...

Foxed I was Insight flashes, inner look grabs night by the gab, unearths me from gloom, the ferreted pack of ...

“when I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.” Randall Jarrell, 1954 “The Death of a Ball Tur...

Editorial Note Since we posted our first PP chatroom topic about whether poetry is dead or not, we have received little written note; nor...

WHY, OR WHY NOT POETRY PACIFIC? Among thousands of online and print publications of literature/poetry already available to writers and re...

ON THE METRO With dark detectable sounds puffing on the red line on West Street with snow falling in a leaky roof on the subway los...

Random Control Inspired rituals from earthly connections as hands create, nurture and plant Joyous celebrations in every occasion...

every word it is in the span of uncensored long together long drive home from lobster and tall mango drink meals that fixes mete...

When Everything You’ve Done and Everything That’s Happened to You Is Not What Your Life Is She’s not sure how her life happened o...

facilitation of open                        hands                         flex in the sleeping aggregations of achromatic devoti...

Night Wanderers Like a sailboat striving To catch the wind, I shift from side to side. Each time I get up and return You ...

Bionote Photographer: Joneve McCormick, Isla Vista, California.  Joneve is a poet, writer, editor, translator and photograp...

Waiting: Two Vague Leaves vs A Whole Clear Season Bionote Liu Yu, a native of Gong-an, Hubei Province, used to work as an administra...

Autumnal the clap of trees withering in the dusk the sad dropping of emaciate leaf secrets whispered in a desolate wind we c...

Flower  Language flowers have miraculous colours they send us love with their perfumes; a diffe...

haiku  1. eyes of crow a rickshaw-puller by the road 2. rose in the breeze… waiting for ...

Road Runner Heaven or the promised land Eternity or soon Once I spy the vanishing point I'm out of this cartoon Beep beep Biono...

SeaScape I Hearing waves from a distance and feeling sea breezes brush our faces, it seemed a century before we came to the ocean....

Sinking Mirror ,seeping ,closing ,clawing ,caving ,runting ,nodding ,negging ,aiming ,roiling ,flaming ,towelling ,gagging ,is...