[tabby title="Poem"] Expulsed from withinwe gasp at last,the shock of light,cold—caressof womb waterno more,floating to flailing,drowning in airuntil we inspire. We live, laugh,suffer, cry,triumph, sing,expire and die. [tabby title="Poet Bio"] Celia Turner is a Loveland published poet in Northern Colorado...

[tabby title="Poem"] There is awe in this world,Gobstopping beauty somehowCircled with science. You can lose yourself,Overcome by all,Subsist in a brain Jarred free of the me.Don’t touch it.Let it be. [tabby title="Poet Bio"] Celia Turner is a Loveland published poet...

[tabby title="Poem"] There is a place where white polar bears pop from sea onto abundant ice flows, where bees bustle into buttercups, emerge bristling yellow with pollen, where rhinoceroses sense their environs, stand in splendor, where the drumming of the...

[tabby title="Poem"] Elixir of Earth, incomparable color in tracery of veins plumped blue, arteries secreted deep beneath striations of muscle, pulsing to the dance of heart. How tenacious your stains giving rise to folk wisdom—lemon juice, sun, cold water, peroxide,...

[tabby title="Poem"] Sufficient Star So much depends on Sun with its C, M and X flares from solar winds, its bands, butterflies, cycles, mysteries. I bow to Auroras I have yet to see. My head swirls with their colossal colors,...