Poem: Over-Tuned Fiddle by Mark Tulin
Like an over-tuned fiddle, the music is painful, notes of neglect, stanzas of heartache. Hamstrings don’t lie, we do. TheContinue Reading
Category: Poetry
Poem: Starvation and Sorrow by Mark Tulin
She’s disjointed Shattered Gaunt and sunken A cubist A Picasso Unable to eat Fearing life Broken and abused Looking ButContinue Reading
Poem: Tuna Breath by Mark Tulin
Grandma cranks the tuna can with an old fashioned opener, making sure not to get cut on the edges.Continue Reading
Poem: Chumash Dream by Mark Tulin
Hiked the trail down to the Chumash fire pit. Threw spiritual logs into the fire. Felt the native spirit inContinue Reading
Poem: Returning to My Drishti by Mark Tulin
I sit quietly at this moment with a slight lift of the hips, legs folded, little finger touching thumb, heartContinue 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
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