Ancient Eagle Press
February 2018 -- Lakesong
January 2018 -- Schrödinger's Cat
December 2017 -- Daybreak
October 2017 -- Night Watch
September 2017 -- The Princess
August 2017 - Pelham
July 2017 -- Siena
June 2017 -- Loyal, Straight, and True
May 2017 -- A Thousand Flowers
April 2017 -- Oboe Rap
March 2017 - March Madness
February 2017 -- The Cost of Doing Business
January 2017 -- Reflection at a Winter Window
December 2016 -- The Creation
November 2016 -- Hemolymph Moon
October 2016 -- Vortex
September 2016 -- Do You?
Poem of the Month
The last time I saw you, I can’t recall.
You were always there, then you weren’t
For a day. For a week. Forever.
Did you follow the sun and forget to return,
Or lose your way over stormy seas?
Did you find a home in a gentler place,
Greeting a softer morning with your song.
Are you happy and safe? If so, I rejoice.
(You, so small and tentative,
Aloft in a callous world.)
Still, I bring you offerings every day,
Watch, not hopeless,
And regret only
That I never said goodbye.
Lee Alloway 2018
Not content to come in like a lion, March came roaring is like an entire pride of lions hopped up on caffeine and fermented mangos! I watched a bald eagle flying backward over the lake. His wing beats were no match for winds gusting over 60-miles per hour, and his efforts to fish among the white caps were not rewarded. Even the deer who appear in our yard dependably kept hunkered down in the brush for two days. Tomorrow I’ll clean up debris, fill the bird feeders and await the return of the many 1-ounce wonders that somehow survived the storm. For now, I'll offer this belated Poem of the Month: Flight.
Where Old Fliers Come to Roost
Each month Ancient Eagle Press offers a poem appropriate to the season or the mood of our editorial staff. Poems may be new or drawn from existing AEP editions.