Archive for February, 2016

Brief (Leslie H. Morley)

February 15, 2016


The Looking Glass of Fear

February 14, 2016

Shot Glass Journal

February 3, 2016
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Shot Glass Journal
 Issue #18 January 2016

Shot Glass Journal is an on-line poetry journal devoted to short poetry. Where other poetry journals publish poems of various lengths and forms, Shot Glass focuses on both free verse and form poetry of 16 lines or less. Shot Glass Journal believes in fostering emerging talent as well as publishing well established poets.

We hope you enjoy Issue #18, which features US and International sections. You will also find a Glossary of poetry forms which represent some of the poems published in Shot Glass issues.

Why only short poetry? It is far more difficult to capture a message in fewer words and still have an effect on a reader. Shot Glass is dedicated to those poets who have much to say in the fewest words possible. As William Shakespeare wrote in Hamlet, “…brevity is the soul of wit…”

US Poets



Leonard Dabydeen is a Guyanese-born Canadian and formerly a teacher, administrator and a lecturer at the Guyana Government Teachers’ Training College. He holds a Bachelor of Education degree from the University of Guyana, and currently a Licensed Paralegal and Member of the Law Society of Upper Canada. He is a prolific poetry contributor in social media websites, including FaceBook and His book reviews include: Finding the Mother by Mydavolu V. Sathyanarayana, Biography of an Unknown Woman by Indira Babbellapati, Echo by Indira Babbellapati, Vignettes of the Sea (Foreword) by Indira Babbellapati, and Mohandas K. Gandhi, Words, Thoughts and Deeds by Ramnarine Sahadeo. He has a WordPress blog, entitled, Poems Jogging in the Mind. He is the author of Watching You, A Collection of Tetractys Poems, Xlibris Publication (2012); and Searching for You, A Collection of Tetractys & Fibonacci Poems, Xlibris Publications (2015).

Leonard Dabydeen


This Long Walk: Syria

We only know this road
by the sole of our feet
moccasins have lost their heels
depriving us of privilege
to satiate gaited comfort
but we walk
numb in the heat
heedless of the callouses
we neither know pain
nor feel aches
all we know
as the end comes
a plethora of emotions
rides with our dreams
in this long walk.