Poem: Ragged Memories by Mark Tulin
His memories live in his worn out woolen blankets, full of holes and frayed at the edges. His dreamsContinue Reading
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Poetry: Buddha Mind by Mark Tulin
The mind like water Fluid, flowing Peaceful, dynamic Strong yet still An ocean of thoughts Connecting without gripping Blending andContinue Reading
Poem: Junkyard for Lost Souls by Mark Tulin
In the quiet corner of the city Next to a vacant building Where people sleep for free Two men and aContinue Reading
Poetry: Free Speech Table by Mark Tulin
I approached the Free Speech table with apprehension. I didn’t know what to say. Ranting about the government wasContinue Reading
Poem: Magical Yogis by Mark Tulin
If you take a hike from the mountaintop and follow the spiraling mist downhill you’ll come across an ancientContinue Reading
Poem: My Place of Persecution by Mark Tulin
Philly was my home for years My identity and my place of persecution The sports pages are all fullContinue Reading