(Nine Poets Speak) Trees Aren’t Crazy or Cruel by Mary Saracino

[Editors’ Note: Learn about how the “Nine Poets Speak” series came to be in place here.] Trees aren’t crazy or cruel like humans. They don’t lie or kill. They don’t Read More …

(Poem) In These Times by Mary Saracino

There is no escape; there never was. To think otherwise is to harbor delusion. The woods are deep, the treetops obscure the sunlight; my body knows what to do. I Read More …

(Poem) I Am An Elder, Now by Mary Saracino

I am an elder, now 70 years young, my body changing, more wrinkles, more gray hair, muscles less firm, but still strong. My heart is a brave warrior still in Read More …

(Poem) My Three Grandmothers by Mary Saracino

[Author’s Note: Previously published at www.mothertongued.com, September, 2004] The Boss we called her, though in life her authority barely reached beyond the aroma-stained walls of her over-worked kitchen. She came Read More …

(Poem) Peace Prayer by Mary Saracino

[Author’s Note: Previously published at www.newversenews.com, April 22, 2007.] Peace to children around the worldof every hue and nation;peace to mothers who bring forth lifeand nurture us through sorrow;peace to Read More …

(Poem) Peace & War by Mary Saracino

[Author’s Note: Originally published at newversenews.com, December 11, 2009.] Peace isa heartbeata breatha bowl of riceor soupor pastaor beansa kissa caresslaughtersafetyschool bookshealth carejobsjoygratitude War isflat-linesrattling ralesdeafening dirgesa litanyof mangledgutsoozing brainsrighteous causescold Read More …

(Poem) One People, One Plea by Mary Saracino

Everywhere the world’s gone crazy righteous rulers grease their greedy palms wrap their filthy fingers ‘round the spoils of power broker death deals at every corner genocide, war, poverty rape, Read More …

(Poem) My Female Body by Mary Saracino

My body is the home of my soul the house of my desires it has known chaos and violation it has known joy and jubilation it knows the insults of Read More …

(Poem) A Time Before the Wars Began by Mary Saracino

If you close your eyes can you remember a time before the wars began when love prevailed and compassion reigned, when justice ruled beside mercy? There was no need for Read More …

(Poem) Whale Dancer Prayer by Mary Saracino

In the heart of the whale In the belly of the sea In the womb of memory Dream Dream Dream Sing Sing Sing Dance Dance Dance One love One life Read More …

(Poem) Matriverse by Mary Saracino

If you listen closely you can hear Her beating heart. Her uterine blood bathes the cosmos in possibilities. We are of Her and from Her, the great womb of life Read More …

(Book Review) Chickie Farella’s Ciao Giulia by Mary Saracino

Chickie Farella’s Ciao Giulia is a performance piece etched into prose that transcends the genres of fiction and creative nonfiction. It has all the drama of an opera, without the arias. Although Read More …

(Poem) The Trees Talk to Me by Mary Saracino

The trees talk to me. They tell me to slow down, don’t push it. let the wind pour through me. I need to be sturdy enough to bend gracefully, and Read More …