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Halcyon Days - 2022 Issue 25 | 1
Halcyon Days 2022—Issue 25
Founder, Monique Berry | Hamilton On Canada
Contributors
Bruce Levine
A First Look at Spring 6
Today and the Future 7
Elusive Perfection 11
A Wall of Hope 15
Carolyn Chilton Casas
What a Woman Most Desires 16
Garden of Eden 17
Daniel J Fitzgerald
Days 5
Call of Dreams 12
Flowers Against Clouds 18
Ingrid Bruck
Rain Change 8
To Make Life Sweet 9
Latihan 10
Joseph Benevento
Solo 14
Karen Schnurstein
First Day on the Farm 4
Nolo Segundo
Warm Day 19
Cover Image: sunday_morning—stock.adobe.com
Inside photo: Tatiana Yakovleva—stock.adobe.com
Halcyon Days Magazine
ISSN: 2291-0255
Frequency: Quarterly
Publisher | Designer: Monique Berry
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Contributor Bios
Bruce Levine has spent his life as a writer of fiction and poetry and as a music and theatre professional.
A 2019 Pushcart Prize Poetry nominee, a 2021 Spillwords Press Awards winner, the Featured Writer in
WestWard Quarterly Summer 2021 and his bio is featured in “Who’s Who of Emerging Writers 2020.”
Bruce has over three hundred works published on over twenty-five on-line journals including Ariel
Chart, Spillwords, The Drabble; nearly seventy print books including Poetry Quarterly, Haiku Journal,
Tipton Poetry Journal; Halcyon Days and Founder’s Favourites (on-line and print) and his shows have
been produced in New York and around the country. His work is dedicated to the loving memory of his
late wife, Lydia Franklin. A native Manhattanite, Bruce now lives and writes in Maine. Visit him
at www.brucelevine.com
Carolyn Chilton Casas is a Reiki master and teacher. Her stories and poems have appeared in Braided
Way, Energy, A Network for Grateful Living, Reiki News Magazine, Touch, and in other publications.
You can read more of Carolyn’s work on Instagram at mindfulpoet_ or in her first collection of poems
titled Our Shared Breath.
Dan Fitzgerald lives quietly in Pontiac, Illinois, tending to home and garden. His poems have been
published in The Writer’s Journal, PKA Advocate, Nomad’s Choir and many others. His work is also
included in several anthologies.
Ingrid Bruck lives in Pennsylvania Amish country, a landscape that inhabits her poetry. She’s a retired
library director with a passion for short forms and poetry. Current work appears in Failed Haiku, Verse-
Virtual, Sanctuary Magazine and Heron’s Nest. Poetry website: www.ingridbruck.com
Joseph Benevento has published fourteen books of poetry and fiction, including: Expecting Songbirds: Selected Poems,
1983-2015, published by the Purple Flag imprint of the Visual Artists Collective. He teaches creative writing and American
literature at Truman State, and is the poetry editor for the Green Hills Literary Lantern.
Karen Schnurstein holds a B.A. in Creative Writing with a minor in World Literature from Western
Michigan University. Her work has appeared in The Ibis Head Review, Bi Women Quarterly, and
Adelaide Literary Magazine. She lives in Southwest Michigan with her two tabby feline companions.
Nolo Segundo pen name of L.J. Carber, 74, in his 8th decade became a published poet in over 70
online/in print literary journals and anthologies in the US, UK, Canada, Romania, India and Italy. In
2020 a trade publisher released a book length collection, THE ENORMITY OF EXISTENCE, and in
2021 a 2nd book, OF ETHER AND EARTH. Both titles (as do many of his poems) reflect the
awareness he's had for 50 years since having an NDE whilst almost drowning that he has a
consciousness that predates birth and survives the death of the body—what poets once called the soul.
He was also nominated for the Pushcart Prize 2022 by an online journal. A retired teacher (America,
Japan, Taiwan, Cambodia), he has been married 41 years to a smart and beautiful Taiwanese woman.
Halcyon Days - 2022 Issue 25 | 3
First Day on the Farm
Karen Schnurstein
First day on the farm,
and the goats came over
to greet me.
How the peacocks spread
their grandeur, and how the sun
squinted in the distance. Sky—blue,
leaves everywhere glistening and fluttering.
An old, school-type of chair
in one corner of the patch.
A slug.
A leftover potato from the last gardener here.
How the donkey uttered his language,
how the two horses graced by,
minding their own business.
The feel of gravel under your feet.
Numerous overgrown garden plots,
just begging for love and the commitment of
being made useful.
A leak at the spigot.
Time draws nearer to you here.
Your heart grows a little bit fatter.
We were all meant
to be outdoors.
ninikask—stock.adobe.com
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Days
Daniel J Fitzgerald
Good days, bad days,
they are all days.
Some are young, some are old,
some even feel like a today.
You have a few, you have a lot.
It all adds up to how many you got.
Take the good, take the bad,
take the old, take the young,
take a few, take a lot.
All that matters is how they were lived
and how they were not.
Jon Anders Wiken—stock.adobe.com
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A First Look at Spring
Bruce Levine
Mountains of snow
Slowly melting
Subtle changes
Barely perceptible
As the freshness of the winter air
Adds just a touch of sweetness
Infinitesimal changes
Daylight creeping ‘round the clock
Elongating the days
and shortening the nights
A pale gray sky
Turning to pastel hues
Trees awakening
Not quite ready for rebirth
Not quite ready to bud into leaf
Light through the windows
Lasting just a little longer
Bringing new life through
the panes of glass
The ground beginning to thaw
Crackles of the ice coating
Diminishing as they resound
under my footsteps
Spring
Nature’s way of refreshing
the earth
panaramka—stock.adobe.com
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Today and the Future
Bruce Levine
Focusing on today
Tomorrow
Or only the day after
Creates unbalance
Living only in the past
The future
Without the present
Is metaphoric
A balanced life is achievable
And memories can self-sustain
But the past is the past
And the future is yet to be lived
Moving forward without regret
Is a lesson like an acquired taste
Difficult to achieve or accept
When pressure and outside influences intercede
Entitlement can be hidden on a shelf
Living for today and preparing for the future
Without forgetting the past yet not wallowing in it
Is a recipe for happiness
Konstiantyn—stock.adobe.com
Halcyon Days - 2022 Issue 25 | 7
Rain Change
Ingrid Bruck
Will the garden grow? Will the rivers flow? Will I ever sing?
Worry— I gave it up. And took my old body and went to the
garden and sang.
“I worried”~ by Mary Oliver
I'm caught
in a downpour
rain stops suddenly
over ninety’s too hot
my legs ache
eyelids puff
so I try out the Mary Oliver cure:
And took my old body and went to the garden and sang.
I walk her poem
down garden rows
gather lettuce and cucumbers
good for a salad
three yellow squash
easy to steam in the microwave
they’ll taste good with a little butter,
a sprinkle of salt
circle to the thimbleberries
pick a ripe handful
a cup of black sunshine
for dessert
rain soaked clothes, air dried,
my lament morphs to content
bright yellow flowers
glow through the gray
Alexander Fox—Pixabay.com
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To Make Life Sweet
Ingrid Bruck
After: “What makes me happy? By Victory Boyd
to make life sweet
add raw honey
walk on the lawn
lift your face to the sun
then skip to cool shade
under the lilac bush
fill up your ears with birdsong
the loud chirping of cicadas
the musical ring of chimes
the soft rustle of trees
raindrops splash in a puddle
watch circles grow
the everyday world
laps in your mind
sweet as honey
Александр Катаржин—stock.adobe.com
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Latihan
Ingrid Bruck
a tiny body
hovers
flutters
hums
from blossom to blossom
up the stem
of a cardinal flower
in the garden
a bird
stands on air
walks up the stalk
neither wings or feet
touch the plant
only the flick
black tongue
on scarlet
collects honey
from vessels
hummingbird darts
in and out
flower and bird
gems in sunshine
eshma—stock.adobe.com
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Elusive Perfection
Bruce Levine
Searching for the perfect word
The perfect phrase
The perfect line
The perfect opening
Elusive perfection
Days drift by
The search continues
Thoughts exchange
Moments coalesce
Dreams just out of reach
Or snatched away
The quest unfulfilled
Hope tangles with sorrow
As melancholia yields
Daydreams languish in a hammock
Time bottled in executive toys
Finding one true sentence
In a marathon of symbols
Forever posing enigmas
Enlightened understanding
One perfect word
Paul—stock.adobe.com
Halcyon Days - 2022 Issue 25 | 11
Call of Dreams
Daniel J Fitzgerald
Hear calls of dreams,
dancing wisps of smoke
in a land of sleep.
Follow us they whisper,
hiding in a silken breeze’s screen
of wonder and seduction.
This way, one beckons,
streaming from a furrow cloud
crossing a burning sky,
this is the way to redemption.
Here, another sighs
like the glow of a charcoal night.
I am the one for salvation.
In the dying embers of dark,
a third flares into flame,
filling the blackness with light.
Rise to the coming day,
I will show you the way.
It is here with me,
your dreams will come true.
Mundo Surreal—stock.adobe.com
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sunday_morning—stock.adobe.com
Solo
Joseph Benevento
I like the waves of sound,
harmonies, communal chords
of a good chorus.
Even more, a guitar
or two, several singers
owning a lyric together
is something happy to hear.
Yet for me singing most seems
a solitary thing, remembering how
I kept my life intact my teenage years
composing confessions to Sylvia
or later Hallene, not expecting
they would ever hear them.
And now hardly a night passes
when I don’t listen to sixteen year old
Claire’s solitary singing in her room,
accompanied by the guitar I bought her,
taught her to play, her voice secure
in the insecurity of its longing,
her truest sounds speaking to the world,
but mostly hers alone.
MM Studio—stock.adobe.com
Halcyon Days - 2022 Issue 25 | 14
A Wall of Hope
By Bruce Levine
Floating on a river
Transfixed by challenges
And longing to be challenged
Days drifting by
Like a pile of hours
Strung together by a
merry-go-round calliope
Ideas compounded
Pinned to a wall of hope
Destiny tasted
Drawn in pictures
Like holograms
Outlining the future
Yet waiting for the right moment
To transform a thematic kernel
into triumph
Motivated by the hands of a clock
Sped up according to a tempo
set on a metronome
And fulfilled by persistence
Just as interrelated games
Challenge the player
To push forward
Identifying the goal
As the chapters of a book
Reach their conclusion
And turn a wall of hope
Into discovery
Fashioned by dreams
Pursued by passion
Culminating like a river
Flowing toward the ocean
As waves dance
And crash against a rock-bound coast
Fettered by external forces
Waiting to be overcome
By time
nadyarakoca—stock.adobe.com
Halcyon Days - 2022 Issue 25 | 15
What a Woman Most Desires
Carolyn Chilton Casas
on a rainy afternoon
is an easy chair,
her red blanket,
cat on her lap,
the adventure story
she has been longing
to read, and a hot
cup of ginger tea
sweetened with honey.
The cat holds
the woman’s heart
in his eyes.
By the first page
of the book,
she can tell
it will make her swoon
with delight and end
in the happiest
of ways.
The chair, a gift
from her husband
at Christmas years ago,
palm tree print
with bamboo arms,
is cushioned
and comfy, reclines
for short naps
and meditations.
The tea comes from
a small shop fragrant
with exotic spices
in a town decorated
with tiny lights.
She deserves this,
you know.
Look at how she smiles
in contentment,
how the cat purrs away.
steve withers/EyeEm—stock.adobe.com
Halcyon Days - 2022 Issue 25 | 16
Garden of Eden
Carolyn Chilton Casas
Sweet boysenberries
at the height of season
from the stand down the road.
Raspberries reminding me
of childhood strolls through
pine trees toward the lake.
Chilled grapes and melon wedges
in the heat of summer.
Oranges squeezed into juice glasses
for laid-back mornings.
Slices of not-quite-ripe pear.
What I like best about bananas
is their portability, how they are
self-wrapped and fit so easily
in my backpack pocket.
Then there’s guava, cut in two
and scooped out with a spoon.
Apples have never tempted me.
Given my druthers, I’d choose
sun-warmed apricots
or plump figs picked straight
from the garden trees.
Alina—stock.adobe.com
Halcyon Days - 2022 Issue 25 | 17
Flowers Against Clouds
Daniel J Fitzgerald
Pick some flowers for me.
Put them in a vase, setting
them by a window so they will be warm.
It is dark inside my tiny rooms,
they need a little something
to brighten the clouds
that pass outside the glass.
When the blooms
have all faded and fallen away,
pick some more for me to take their place.
I want to see flowers in a window,
to hide the clouds still passing
outside my rooms.
LightItUp—stock.adobe.com
Halcyon Days - 2022 Issue 25 | 18
When the Warm Day Ends
Nolo Segundo
When the warm day ends
And the cool night sets in,
Then I’ll be there, beside
You my love, feeling the
Heat of a beating heart,
My arms wrapped round
Your empty shoulders as
I whisper silent words of
Love and longing in your
Lonely, unadorned ear….
Piotr Krzeslak—stock.adobe.com
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