Windows open!

The first time that you can open your windows here in Minnesota and let the breezes swirl in is truly a rite of spring!

your vote
tanka with kigo
Annette Marie Hyder

open windows are
glass-paned protester’s signage
winter out! spring in!

the long sit-in didn’t work
but warm temps are full of win

Spirits on the wind and skeleton keys

Photo by Jasmine Rain Hyder


spirits on the wind and with a noise —

Annette Marie Hyder

like knuckle bones rattling in a tin cup
like shivers written with silver music —
comes the rain against the pane

while each windy wail huffs like hot breath
leaving condensation on blurred windows
(the eyes of the house are clogged with tears)

the clouds, dark hood, hang over the building’s head
and chill is a skeleton key
that can open any door
(hinges creak and loose boards tremble in this downpour)

but the heart of the home glows —
every light in the place turned on —
and matches strike a ready pose

in case candle cannon is called for
to blast away darkness when electricity fails
in such a tempest onslaught of bad-dream-storm

March issue of InTheFray Magazine

The new issue of InTheFray Magazine is out

Imagine contributor, Terry Lowenstein of Charlotte, North Carolina, has three poems in this issue: as time waits to exhale, fractured reality, unfretted.


March hare and Eire green

The poet wanders through Carrollian vistas of wonderland and the aching hills of Inis Fáil. Click on the Imagine link to read these poems. Click on the main link to explore this month’s issue more.

March is Women’s History Month

A great deal of information and inspiration can be found at the Womens’ History Month (Library of Congress) site. Check it out and Happy Women’s History Month!


NASA planet symbols: Sun, Mercury, Venus, Earth, Moon, Mars,
Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune, Pluto. Image courtesy of NASA 

woman is a pagan
Annette Marie Hyder

object of wonder
the magical influence
of a star

wish on her body/person
put her on a pedestal
perched up high —
pin her to the sky

but she is always ready
to fling herself down
in crashing, shooting glory
the fire of a sun
informs her nature
she shines

what is woman’s intuition
but the incense smoke
of starlit insight
what does a woman want
but stardust and influence —
to exercise her nature

she personifies venus
bending
she leans over mars, sinking
but she is also
always rising