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Poetry lovers, today I am pleased to shine the spotlight on Frank Finney. Frank brings us a clever piece entitled "Pulcinella del Giorno." For context, according to online sources, Pulcinella is a character who is a self-interested opportunist and social climber. Thank you, Frank, for sharing your work with the SHINE international poetry community! Pulcinella del Giorno  Frank William Finney is the author of Birds in a Boneyard (Bainbridge Island Press, 2025), The Folding of the Wings (Finishing Line Press, 2022), and two collections published in Thailand. His poems have appeared widely in international journals including Blood + Honey, Dark Winter Literary Magazine, Four Tulips, and Poetry Habitat. His collections Wormwood Punch (Bridge House Publishing, UK) and Preludes to Lethe (Kelsay Books) are forthcoming.
This Friday we're shining the spotlight on Virginia-based writer, Steve Bucher, with "Scattering Like Leaves" and "Sotto Voce" -- bringing a flash of winter coolness to this hot upstate New York day. Please enjoy! And, thank you, Steve, for sharing your words with SHINE international poetry series! Scattering Like LeavesA scattering of leaves Nut-brown and brittle Skittering briskly in Breeze bucking bursts across Flickers of morning frost Dawn dancing Melodies unheard That wait and wait Whispering winter loss And memory undone Memories once shared A raised glass A moment’s kiss Summer sun glistening Like tears wept Off glaciered peaks Days gone hand in hand Slipping from our grasp A scattering of tears Choked-back and brittle Flickers of morning frost Behind desperate masks Breathless to join The dolent flow Acheron my heart’s grief That waits and waits Whispering like leaves Nut-brown and brittle Whispering like comfort Desperate like masks Taking care Taking care The gentling touch Slipping from our grasp A loving blush from Winter’s waning sun A scattering of love Lies bleeding Tears and leaves As yet unfallen Held fast in comfort lofts of Memory and memories Dawn dancing in Lethe’s lost oblivion That waits and waits Whispering melodies unheard Desperate melodies Slipping from our grasp In comfort cold And cries unheard That wait and wait Each tear a trinity Held in check Wept in grief A moment’s grace Fallen to forgetfulness Scattering like leaves Sotto VoceAngels whisper I am lost No words are left While I stand stammering At distant sycamore Spell cast against wooded hills At pasture’s edge Lone sentinel Laying stark claim Blanching in December Slanting sun Childhood memories Climbing old sycamore By bending stream Massive girth and bough Mottled bark shedding Burgeoning life Laying bare the paling Under-bark beneath Hard to climb Hard not to No words are left… Even with claim laid Hard upon my heart To give quiet voice My emptying self Emptying at pasture’s edge Amid blanching tufts Grown winsome wild Heart-felt claim While I stand clinging Desperate as ground retreats Beneath my quavering feet And questions crack The crisping air With grim report What songs now are left To temper winter’s Cold caprice Angels whisper I am lost Left breathless Desperate voice gasping Into December tufts Grasping naked stems Grown winter hollow paling Into life grown winsome wild December thick Implacable claim Breathless as the sycamore Blanching in late slanting sun Branching desperate light Off mottled bark and bough Paling as my icy breath No words are left December orchard grass Grown wild and winter silent Silent as the sycamore Conjuring quiet voice Hard to respond Hard not to Angels whisper I am lost Shedding what little Now is left Laying bare the paling Under-bark beneath Paling song Barely overheard Fallen from my hands In desperate light  Steven Bucher is an active member of the Poetry Society of Virginia. His first collection of poetry, We Stay a Brief Telling, was published by Propertius Press in 2021. His second manuscript, My Soul to Keep, was named runner-up for the 2025 Eyelands Book Award for unpublished poetry.
Today at SHINE international poetry series, we're putting the spotlight on UK-based writer Emily Eaton. Please enjoy Emily's poems: "Somewhere Between Sheffield and Manchester," and "Herbal Delights." Thank you, Emily, for sharing your work with the SHINE poetry community! Somewhere Between Sheffield and Manchester Herbal Delights  Emily Eaton is a queer writer from Essex, England but she's found "home" in many moments and places. She adores sunsets, Thai food, and building community with other creatives. You can find more of her writing on Substack: https://somewheresoftly.substack.com
Poetry lovers, today SHINE welcomes back writer Linda M. Crate with her poem "As I Flew Past." Thank you, Linda, for being a part of SHINE! As I Flew Past  Linda M. Crate (she/her) is a Pennsylvanian writer whose poetry, short stories, articles, and reviews have been published in a myriad of magazines both online and in print. She has seventeen published chapbooks, the latest being: only the future knows (Alien Buddha Press, November 2025).
It's a busy week here at SHINE, as we're readying to launch the 7th issue of SHINE Quarterly! It's hard to believe SHINE poetry series is over three years old (!), and our print quarterly is already gaining traction as we approach a two year anniversary in December. It's an honor to publish so many writers from all walks of life. Stay tuned for more BIG news from SHINE coming very soon! But in the meantime, thanks for being here, where today, we're shining the spotlight on a social piece titled "Time Span" by Gary Beck. Be sure to check out Gary's Bio, which follows his poem. Thank you, Gary, for sharing your work with SHINE international poetry series! Time Span  Gary Beck has spent most of his adult life as a theater director and worked as an art dealer when he couldn't earn a living in the theater. He has also been a tennis pro, a ditch digger and a salvage diver. His original plays and translations of Moliere, Aristophanes, and Sophocles have been produced Off Broadway. His poetry, fiction, essays and plays have appeared in hundreds of literary magazines. His traditionally published books include 45 poetry collections, 18 novels, 4 short story collections, 2 collections of essays, 8 books of plays and 16 poetry chapbooks. Gary lives in New York City.
It's a new week (and a new month!), and you know what that means...more new poetry from the international poetry community, brought to you by SHINE poetry series. Today we're putting the spotlight on three gorgeous poems by California-based poet, Samuel Wharton. Thank you, Samuel, for sharing your words! Poem at Sunset An Eye - after Lucille Clifton Devil Grass  Samuel Day Wharton writes poems in Sacramento, CA. Recent work has appeared (or will appear) in the engine(idling), Does It Have Pockets, The Shore, Some Words, $ (Poetry Is Currency), and Villain Era.
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Stars Over the Dordogne Stars are dropping thick as stones into the twiggy
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