Author: Mark Nenadov

Mark Nenadov is a poet from Essex, Ontario, Canada. He lives with his lovely wife and their three young children. Mark's poems have appeared in numerous publications and anthologies in the United States, Canada, Pakistan, India, Australia, England, and Ireland. See for more details.

The Cultivated Life

Who can deny that the popular lyrics “Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the right” aptly describe our political culture? Likewise, who is bold enough to deny that the “circus life” is an apt metaphor for large portions our life?


fear phalanxes fear the hordes against civilization fear fear fear fear fear itself fear there fear here fear everywhere fear the refugees marching to the shore fear the refugees swimming on land hear now fear spikes fear spears fear guns fear guns gone fear grabs the secret heart the published sorrow the secret marrow fear […]


A poem by Mark Nenadov.

Under The Spreading Chestnut Tree

A poem by Mark Nenadov.

Blind City Planner

City of God and City of Man. this landscape suggests a few things the city planners don’t understand. Cities have a way of wrapping you in sinking you deeper and deeper each day as your roots are severed from flesh and blood and the rawness of rural life. We faint at the realities of life. […]


Busy signals signals flicker under oath you throw blanket over both the truth and lies that you’ve huddled together in a mess of wires emitting sparks which scatter that across the world.   (Photo credit: takomabibelot)

Web 2.0

  As the rain fades headlights trace an electronic image of neon lights on the road side slick from the drops which also litter the silky trap where the spider shudders and shimmies another day another dollar working for the man at the office more bread winning where the loaf has beady eyes and wings […]