Featured for June 2021

After a break of a few months, Whispers and Echoes is once more open to submissions, but only for our themed call, Haiku on Healing.

To celebrate, our three chosen Editor’s Picks for the rest of June 2021 that will be featured on the Whispers and Echoes homepage are haiku submitted as part of last year’s Haiku on Hope. Enjoy!

Poetry

Submissions Call: Haiku on Healing

Whispers and Echoes is currently open to submissions for our latest themed call: Haiku on Healing.

Submission Guidelines:

  • The theme is Healing.  Keywords: wellness, growth, change, transformation, mending, recovery, revival, health, survival, spiritual / emotional / physical / mental healing.  This is not an exhaustive list so be as creative as your inspiration guides you, and as always, interpret the theme as you will.  If you want to write a haiku about healing a broken bowl, cup or computer, go for it!
  • The format is: Haiku using the 5-7-5 syllable structure. 
    • Please, no other forms and styles of poetry, and no flash fiction for this call.
  • Our usual submission guidelines apply, except that we are only accepting haiku length poetry for this particular theme (as stated above).  The full guidelines can be found here.  Please read them before submitting.
  • Please state the following in the subject line: Haiku on Healing – Your Name
  • Submissions open: 15/06/2021
  • Submissions close: 30/06/2021
  • Accepted submissions will be posted on the site throughout June and into July.
  • You may send up to 3 haiku for consideration. Each accepted submission will be posted separately.  Acceptance of one piece doesn’t mean all pieces will be accepted.
  • Please send your submissions to: deardreamingspirit@gmail.com

If you have any questions, please don’t hesitate to get in touch.

Whispers and Echoes Poetry and Flash Fiction Index | March 2021

March was a great month for Whispers and Echoes as we got to share so many wonderful poems and pieces of flash fiction by a talented group of poets and writers, some new to Whispers and Echoes, others familiar to regular readers.  Thank you, as always, for submitting, reading, commenting, liking, sharing and supporting this little online journal of short writing.

As of April 2021, Whispers and Echoes is going on a short break, but keep an eye out for news of when we will be opening to submissions again.

You can always check out our submissions guidelines by visiting the SUBMIT page, in readiness for when we return.

To see what we shared – or what you missed – in March, check out the links below.  Enjoy!

Poetry

Flash Fiction

Primal | Glen Armstrong

I listen for incoming

messages

 

from prehistoric fish.


Glen Armstrong holds an MFA in English from the University of Massachusetts, Amherst and teaches writing at Oakland University in Rochester, Michigan. He edits a poetry journal called Cruel Garters and has three current books of poems: Invisible HistoriesThe New Vaudeville, and Midsummer. His work has appeared in Poetry NorthwestConduit, and Cream City Review.

The Parasite | Victor Nandi

As we were travelling through the tube, my friend sank down on his knees clutching his head.

“What?” I exclaimed.

“The headache,” he gritted his teeth. “Getting worse by the day.”

It’s the antibiotics, I thought to myself.

“I CAN’T BEAR IT ANYMO…” before he could complete, his head burst out spilling his brains over me. His lifeless form collapsed.

As I stood there terrified, many more corpses travelled down a stream of blood towards me – limbs mutilated, brains splattered.

My mutation has made me immune to the antibiotics, but for how long? It’s time to migrate – another host, maybe.


Victor Nandi is a Senior Content Developer with an Ed-tech company. In addition to various international magazines, his works of horror, fantasy and sci-fi have featured in anthologies from several publication houses around the world. He lives in Bangalore, India.

Link: https://in.linkedin.com/in/victor-nandi-487aa3125

Town Square | Glen Armstrong

His heart was a strange tree

that failed to center

the city

 

though it was right there,

as central as a flag

or a statue

 

of Davy Crockett.


Glen Armstrong holds an MFA in English from the University of Massachusetts, Amherst and teaches writing at Oakland University in Rochester, Michigan. He edits a poetry journal called Cruel Garters and has three current books of poems: Invisible HistoriesThe New Vaudeville, and Midsummer. His work has appeared in Poetry NorthwestConduit, and Cream City Review.

Grow Through | Emine Beasley

I stretch out my petals and my face catches the sun. It has been a long night since autumn, the moon is too cold for me, the frost bites with no relief so I stayed below the earthen bed until… Until. Until I can drink deep the warm water. Until I can push through the old layers of myself. My shiny new body feels strong. I am reborn to light and awakening. I am excited for the brightness of spring, this collage of colours is my community. We all have a time and mine is now.


Based in the English city of Norwich, Emine Beasley is a life enthusiast. Scientist by day, aspiring writer by night, she has recently started following her passion for the written word. She keeps a small blog here: www.eminebeasley.wordpress.com, and an irregular Instagram here: www.instagram.com/eminebeasley

Spring Winds | McKenzie Richardson

Winter recedes its frosty tendrils

under the blanket of Zephyrus’ gentle breath

which warms the world under the springtime sun

carrying birdsong on each exhale

to fill the silence that melted with the snow.

 

As the west winds wind and whisper

they whisk away the memories of the chill

knocking on the earthen mounds

to wake the seeds from their winter slumber

in preparation for new growth.


McKenzie Richardson lives in Milwaukee, WI. Most recently, her stories have been published in anthologies from Eerie River Publishing, Black Hare Press, and Iron Faerie Publishing.

When not writing, she can usually be found in her book hoard, reading or just looking at her shelves longingly.

Facebook: www.facebook.com/mckenzielrichardson/

Blog: www.craft-cycle.com

Final Wishes | Glen Armstrong

To the factory girls,

who peel and dip the bananas,

I bequeath my fingers.

 

To the circus dogs,

I bequeath

my bones.


Glen Armstrong holds an MFA in English from the University of Massachusetts, Amherst and teaches writing at Oakland University in Rochester, Michigan. He edits a poetry journal called Cruel Garters and has three current books of poems: Invisible HistoriesThe New Vaudeville, and Midsummer. His work has appeared in Poetry NorthwestConduit, and Cream City Review.