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Academy of the Heart and Mind
Academy of the Heart and Mind is a world of emerging writers and artists. Our focus is to instill and inspire young artists using a variety of mediums. We have our main website at https://academyoftheheartandmind.wordpress.com
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To Earth and Other Poems
By Claire O’Brien
To Earth
What more can you give me?
Only the soft squeak of your sands on my feet,
your sea’s sparkle and glint,
your sky’s blue and white cotton dress.
What more can you give up to me?
Only rustling forests
with tiny flitting life,
ancient stones.
I have gleaned all I need
from your green, your shine,
your flesh, your fruit,
your glittery graves of treasure.
What more can…
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Seen
By Soumya Doralli
The dam-water brimmed and splashed,
on the periphery of the steel-grey reservoir,
a frothy bubbling roaring mass,
sealing minds and opening hearts,
chock-full of buzzing mouths,
I pay no heed to the busybodies,
to the arms-in-arms, to the tippy taps,
eerie funeral songs for the cadaver,
unbridled passion to wake the dead,
I wish to cachinnate,
but instead sigh and
sidle to the…
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A Water Song
By Helen Lemus
The ocean calls
With a song,
A piece
Of eternity
In a lullaby
Soothing me to sleep.
Cold, clean water,
Salty,
Slaps my cheeks,
And morning
Laughs at me
Sleeping
While there are so many
Seeds
To plant.
Beneath
Warm suns,
A sonata
Props up
My sore soul
Straight from the ocean's
Deepest heart
Where the Earth
Begins.
Mrs. Helen Lemus works at arranging and rearranging words in…
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In-Law
By Elizabeth Allison
She brought the orchid to the house when I miscarried
the second time
to let it speak of loss.
Her loss.
Scarlet droplets spotting pale yellow petals said
“You are my chance.”
Fat leaves curling into themselves cried
“I’ve only one child. I’ve only one shot.”
Wide purple lips, open to prey, unfurled her suspicions
“Maybe start eating meat? Maybe that’s why?”
Spindly roots…
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Bitter Experience and Other Poems
By Katherine Orfinger
Bitter Experience (for Oates and Chekhov)
and I understand now
why Anna held herself
to a godly standard and
why she needed to
make those little lines,
their lives seeping together
my head, a dim bathroom:
she paces. my own soul peers
through a speckled mirror
a forgotten piece of
metal glints in the harsh light
she ignores
the door, wide
open. takes
the hard way…
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Don't Feed the Ghosts
By Bryan Thomas Woods
In the parking lot of the Saint Labre Cemetery, Officer Carter stood underneath the only working streetlight. He scribbled into a notepad as the pages flailed in the winter winds.
“Can I see some ID?” Officer Carter asked. He shined his flashlight on a man sitting in the darkness.
“Don’t have any,” the man said and looked towards the ground. He sat on a small stool and…
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Old McWilliams Had a Dog and Other Poems
By Ken Gosse
Old McWilliams Had a Dog
a Mixed-Melody Sing-Along
Sing the verses to “Old MacDonald” and the alternate refrains to “Bingo Was a Dog”
Old McWilliams bought a farm
and brought his wife along.
They had some children and a dog
and loved to sing this song:
B–I–N–G–O,
E–I–E–I–O,
Sing it fast or slow,
but always sing along.
He had a rooster and a cow,
some chickens and a pig.
He had…
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Thieves by Day
By Loretta Biggs
Being robbed in Rio is as common as a Brazil Nut allergy. Vanessa has been robbed three times, and she is only twenty-four. The first time, at eleven years old, some barefoot child with a rock made her remove her classy Nikes and custom-made clothes and left her crying on the street in her underwear. Feeling sorry for her, he had offered his ragged clothes in exchange, but, “I’d…
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Folder and Veteran
By James Patrick
Folder
Here, take these, read them,
keep them, burn them.
I put them by, kept in a folder
the verses you passed to me
wrapped in a note with instructions
trying out your woman’s voice
on a man you chose to trust
knew from the first I’d need to keep them
with the notes and letters now and then
thereafter since it’s all I’d have of you
knew you’d own my heart one day
if not…
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Talk to Me Sister, Trixie Mattel as a Pop Social Linguist
By Alan Lechusza
In the era where banned books are up 30-40% nationwide overall (1,477 situations of banned books affecting 874 titles, PEN America 2023), the importance of contemporary cultural language – its use, dialectic and multi-media reference – becomes important. Pop cultural language transgresses the growing divide between academia and the modern lingua franca. In this age where print…
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Old Covered Bridge
By J. Jacob Grizzle
Does that old covered bridge still stand in the place
where the old highway used to cross the creek?
It's a treasure of time, a place in the heart
that reminds us of what we used to be.
Can you still hear the train in the distance at night,
Does that long railroad tunnel look the same?
Is the water still deep like the heart of a man
who could love but would not show the…
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A Minute
5/06/2018 10:32 AM. Manzanita Beach, Oregon. Amy Cleron.
Somedays I wish I could get away from this stupid town. I kick at the sand. The tide is coming in. All is gray. I’m glad I live on the Pacific and not the Atlantic though. I should kick off my shoes and put my feet in the water. It hasn’t warmed up at all yet, still feels like spring. The water is coming in from the arctic in loads of…
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Writers I Have Known
By Michael Barrington
As a shy fifteen-year-old schoolboy, I was often the unfortunate victim of having to stand before the class and read my short stories out loud. At that time I was living in a boys only boarding school in the Lake District- not the fun loving Hogwart’s School of Harry Potter- where the focus was on academics and turning men into boys. This included regular three mile runs at…
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No Different Than a Frog
By Christine Benton Criswell
Originally published in Jimson Weeds. Has also appeared in Down in the Dirt and Impspired
In front of me were two heavy, ancient-looking, wooden doors, and beyond them—the thing I dreaded most about becoming a doctor. My heart was pounding so hard I could hardly hear the voices around me. I’d wished desperately that I could skip over this part of medical training,…
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Please Put Me in the Sunlight
By De’Anne Roy
The top lid holds on tight
To the bottom lid
And darkness covers my eyes
Silence so beautiful
Moments without thoughts
Meditating, and my mind rests
And recharge.
The sun rays on my skin
Soak so deep in
The light permeates my soul
Light as a feather
Where worries flutter away
And happiness comes to stay
Near the California poppies
In orange, yellow, and red
White honeysuckle and…
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A Patch of Green
By Ebony Haywood
Previously published in Five on the Fifth
When my student, Cristina, told me that she lived next door to a cemetery, my ears perked.
“A cemetery?”
“Yeah. Sometimes it feels creepy.”
Cristina is fifteen with eyes that are always alert and a ponytail that sweeps the air like a pendulum. She is one of those students who believes in the vastness of her future as she invests in…
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After Bushfire
By Julie Holland
Bushfire came through
Evil as devil may be
No thing, nor thought, spared
Just a trail of black
Shapes rising to ether
To sapphire sky, to smoke and sour
Young and tender wind, a calling to
Green, that pulls life from ash
Look at that Dad, said the child
A rescue helicopter flies over
Winter sun burn, sea wind chills blistering back
Motorbikes arrive, fit in, colourful jackets…
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