Issue 5: The Globe in My Pocket (Oct-Nov 2015) is an unthemed issue featuring poetry, prose, and artwork from writers and artists around the world.
the globe in my pocket — Ehizogie Iyeomoan
Poem Where No One Thinks about Death — Glen Armstrong
playing my guitar — Brian Robertson
the blues — Herb Kauderer
Agnes Martin at Tate Modern — Jean Morris
Aubade: A Parallel Poem — Yuan Changming
Big Shot Family — Paul Beckman
Jackie O’s Strange New Life — Elby Rogers
moving sale — Sheila Sondik
Renovation (A Fragment) — Ben Meyerson
a single cloud — Shloka Shankar
Poem — Howie Good
Deconstruction — Olivier Schopfer
masquerade ball — Archana Kapoor Nagpal
The Halloween Quintet — Judy Salz
Boyhood Buoys (4): Frogmeat Sale — Yuan Changming
Apex — Mary McCarthy
Thunder — Leah Browning
read-letter day — David Kelly
Holiday — Rachel Nix
spring breeze — Kala Ramesh
the tightening — Debbie Strange
Shoal — Elizabeth McMunn-Tetangco
Year of Glass — Katie Gleason
Eagle — Kenneth Pobo
My Mother’s Voice — Mary Kendall
China Seagull — Jo Waterworth
across the open sea — j.lewis
Nightswimmer’s Purgatorial — Todd Mercer
Mountains Will Break Your Heart, If You Let Them — Trish Saunders
Here at the end of the final issue for 2015—an anniversary issue since it’s been a year since we went live—and since it’s Thanksgiving week here in the US, I want to express my gratitude and thanks to all who make Gnarled Oak such a joy.
So thank you to everyone who sends poems, stories, videos, and artwork for consideration. The submissions queue here at Gnarled Oak is so good I sometimes feel like my email is a journal in and of itself, and a good one at that. I can’t publish everything, of course, but everything is read and appreciated.
Thank you also to all of Gnarled Oak’s readers, especially those who help promote and share the work that appears here. This would be nothing without the support of Gnarled Oak’s readers and the community that has grown up around this journal. So thank you for reading and for sharing. Someday a poem is going to go viral like a cat video; I just know it!
While we’re imagining that better world, maybe we can imagine a world in which we stop blowing each other up. Can poetry and artwork, stories and videos help bring that world about? I don’t know. Some days it seems like it doesn’t make a bit of difference. But maybe it does.
And so I’m thankful to all of you who share your words, ideas, stories and visions with the rest of us. You make the world a better place. You give hope, understanding, perspective, insight. I believe that helps. I know it doesn’t hurt.
With gratitude and thanks,
James Brush, editor