Ready, or: Here she comes

An American sentence: Growing in self-confidence, a child visits her friend unchaperoned. 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 removing the… Continue reading Ready, or: Here she comes

Dreams, or: Trampolines

A haibun Having grown up in suburbia, I had the pleasure of a backyard throughout most of my childhood; and, of course, I always took it for granted. After graduate school, I moved to Washington, DC to work at the US Department of Energy; and I didn't give much thought to no longer having a… Continue reading Dreams, or: Trampolines

Misery, or: High school

A sijo one quarter of a century has passed since my escape freedom's inevitability served to make time's passage worse my monstrous misery grew exponentially... consuming me 'Ronovan Writes' poetry challenge Sijo Wednesday #9 Ronovan encourages poets to use the word 'high school' as their inspiration, as either a theme of their sijos or in… Continue reading Misery, or: High school

Dare, or: Truth

An American sentence: Her dad beams, as his child teaches herself to swim without a kickboard. 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… Continue reading Dare, or: Truth

Before, or: After

Poetry Partners #79 'Before And After', a poem by Larry Trasciatti of 'Eastelmhurst.a.go.go' Listening to decades old Records on a Rainy Saturday night all alone my windows are closed tight and the songs of the Weavers follow supper they are from an era I can not Recall the rain and fog have washed it all… Continue reading Before, or: After

Midwest, or: Middle East

A haibun On a stroll with my Mama near my childhood home in Iowa City, I abruptly stopped short as some guano landed on the sidewalk directly in front of me. I was in first grade at the time, but the memory remains stuck with me. In my mid-thirties, here in Jerusalem, a friend brought… Continue reading Midwest, or: Middle East

New Jersey, or: The diner state

A Cascade poem Papa & I would go diving at the 'Shore' It was illegal for us to pump our own gas My friends & I hung out at malls & diners That was my normal; now it's all history My learning to scuba dive was Papa's idea I went along with him and was… Continue reading New Jersey, or: The diner state

Give me strength, or: Patience

A haibun How does one manage to make herself almost-late to school practically every single morning? There are several different steps that one can take towards this goal. First, and perhaps most obviously, don't get out of bed on time unless it's Shabbat or other holiday, which is not a school day. Of course, sometimes… Continue reading Give me strength, or: Patience