A sijo rocking, blanketed on the porch, misty eyes drawn to weak light; motes flicker in dappled sunset; screened-in memories flutter; voices reverberate through caverns; shake up clouds of old regrets Sijo? A Korean verse form related to haiku and tanka and comprised of three lines of 14-16 syllables each, for a total of 44-46 syllables. Each line contains… Continue reading Voices, or: Choices
Sangeetha & David's new poetry project Once upon a time, two poets who'd never met in person began writing verses back and forth over the Internet. Their first project took them some nine months: a 100 verse Hyakuin. Once they'd completed their first oeuvre, they decided to continue their journey together; and Sangeetha came up… Continue reading The Violette, or: Creativity verses form
An Ovillejo Papa said men should not be swine; He drew a line; Papa said law differs from good; I understood; Papa said I should plan ahead; I lost the thread- Winging my way through life instead; I think back to all he would say, Increasingly... as I turn gray; He drew a line; I… Continue reading Loose threads, or: The needle
Poetry Partners #120 'People Watcher', a poem by Swathi Rao of 'The Pickle Store' I sit by the window of the bus looking at the world outside, It is a hot summer day and the seat next to me is empty, I find myself staring at the little children when the bus stops, ‘How lovely… Continue reading Driven, or: Relaxed
A Cleave poem in the form of two Shadormas as I age rhythms shiftover endful days whetting my sensestransformed by a wisdomexisting beyond mein the perceived universe calling unrelentinglyI've come to believe heaven leans on earth How to read a cleave poem? Simply: Read the left hand poem as a first discrete poem.Read the right… Continue reading To believe, or: Heaven leans on earth
Poetry Partners #107 A poem by Tarlie Francis of 'Bless Me this Morning' Tears Mingle with the drizzled rain, Washing away the pain, Again, and again; As memories of you, Fade away with my youth, To a remote corner Of my essential being. Bless Me this Morning: https://blessmethismorning.wordpress.com/ An Emmett by ben Alexander of ‘The… Continue reading Again, and again, or: How, how, how?
Poetry Partners #102 'Mother O’ Mother, here I Come', a poem by Hassan Safdar of 'Poetry & Narrative Writing' Mother, here I come, here I come. I know it's your day & you shall be seeing around. There I come with a gift in hand. To give you that happiness, which can’t be understood. To… Continue reading Mother, or: Mother
More than a year had passed since the stroke, and granny's health continued declining steadily. The trend in the nurses' reports was crystal clear to the whole family. "Don't worry, my dears," granny teased weakly. "I'll always be with you, zipping around with my angel wings!" This piece of flash fiction was written in response… Continue reading Declining steadily