We are, each of us, life’s canvases

d’Verse prosery Friends, today we aspire to be poems, rather than to write or read them. Tune in to the rhythms of your heart beats and breaths; experience the air, its temperature and direction; take in the colors and shapes of your surroundings. Your senses produce letterless words; heed the language of being; listen to… Continue reading We are, each of us, life’s canvases

Books for her 7th birthday

Our daughter will soon be seven-years-old; and this is only the second year that she's made any requests to us regarding birthday presents. Last year, for her 6th birthday, she asked us to gift her Disney princess dolls, which we ordered online. I wasn't entirely thrilled with that choice, but it was a totally reasonable… Continue reading Books for her 7th birthday

Many waters, or: A renga partnership, VII

Poetry in partnership My first taste of writing poetry in partnership with another poet has been the composition of a hyakuin (a renga comprised of 100 tankas) with Sangeetha of 'Mindfills', titled 'Ripples'. This whetted my appetite for further creative collaborations, leading me to launch the 'Poetry Partners' initiative, which is an open invitation to… Continue reading Many waters, or: A renga partnership, VII

So the darkness shall be the light…

All great and beautiful work has come of first gazing without shrinking into the darkness.-John Ruskin (1819 – 1900) Everything has its wonders, even darkness and silence, and I learn, whatever state I may be in, therein to be content.-Helen Keller (1880 – 1968) A man must dream a long time in order to act with… Continue reading So the darkness shall be the light…

A night memoir, or: Two

Poetry Partners #37 'Night Memoir' by Orion Foote of 'Visions of Orion Poetry' You never know when a word or two might stick; come creeping through an open window in these small hours. It’s a nagging of letters, where each tone follows a broken rhythm—void of any rhyme or reason except it’s own shuffle towards… Continue reading A night memoir, or: Two

Generations, or: Generation

Poetry Partners #36 A Pythagorean poem by davidatqcm of 'The Hobart Chinaman' We hear their news They'll be transported to parenthood Life starts again in utero, for millennia t'was always so, but now from test tubes small cells grow. davidatqcm: https://thehobartchinaman.wordpress.com/ A Fibonacci poem by ben Alexander of ‘The Skeptic’s Kaddish’ The worst... By far,… Continue reading Generations, or: Generation

Sometimes, or: Very rarely

An American sentence: Sometimes I'm not inclined to verse but find myself counting syllables. What's an 'American Sentence'? Allen Ginsberg, inventor of the American Sentence, felt that the haiku didn’t work as well in English. Ginsberg decided to remove the line structure of the haiku, maintaining the requirement of 17 syllables total. He felt that… Continue reading Sometimes, or: Very rarely

In the total darkness, poetry is still…

To send light into the darkness of men’s hearts – such is the duty of the artist.-Robert Schumann (1810 – 1856) The darkness of death is like the evening twilight; it makes all objects appear more lovely to the dying.- Jean Paul (1763 – 1825) Knowing your own darkness is the best method for dealing… Continue reading In the total darkness, poetry is still…