Featured Poet Barbara Ungar (3 July 2012)

We always head straight for the dinosaurs, then the ocean creatures. I goggle at the blue whale...

And HE said: Take now your son, your only one, whom you love, Isaac, and go forth to the land of...

I know, I don’t look Jewish, but my mother, Ruth Handler, was, so maybe that explains my new...

Those bare-breasted women who hung over the mantel of my cold sea- green childhood were ama, or...

Aim for the Buddha! boys playing war in the yard       young men’s pictures  hang...