There is a chill air surrounding those who are down in the world, and people are glad to get away from them, as from a cold room. -George Eliot (1819 – 1880) The quote I've selected for this week's WQW encapsulates something that we all know to be true; and if we're honest with ourselves,… Continue reading To brave the cold
Near year's end Only the most tenacious Victims of the biting drifts Endure at the neglected Margins of society Bearing [witness to] icy indifference Even as they huddle, shivering, Ravaged by rejection W3 poetry prompt This verse was written in response to Paula Light's W3 poetry prompt, which was to write an acrostic poem with… Continue reading You, or: Me
A Shadorma By deep frost, freezing torrents of passion tear at her heart, its chambers shielding love's bud blossoming outwards. Blossoming, its roots grip fiercely at rebirthed passion, as freezing despairs grab at them by dint of dark will. d'Verse prompt: Vertical lines of kisses At d'Verse, poets were encouraged to select one the following… Continue reading Freezing torrents, or: Love’s bud
A magnetic sijo created with Magnetic Nature Poetry kit season of beautiful cold stone winter clouding gentle spring light dawn sunshine blanket over dark rocks fertile earth wet with bloom life follows path of moon cycle listen to her ancient song 'Ronovan Writes' poetry challenge Sijo Wednesday #2 Ronovan encourages poets to write sijos that… Continue reading Beautiful cold stone, or: Dawn sunshine blanket
A haibun Jerusalem is unseasonably cold this month. March is ostensibly a spring month, right? And Israel is a Middle Eastern desert country. It should not be as cold as it is right now. Nevertheless, in the past two weeks, the temperature in Jerusalem has ranged from 5° C (41° F) - 17° C (62.6°… Continue reading Spring, or: Winter?
Poetry Partners #61 A poem by Freya Pickard of 'Dragonscale Clippings' black frost creeps devours sleep fire in your eyes clouded umbels burn black dust drifts disturbs your sleep purple-stemmed hemlock smoulders black frost burns tearless eyes weep vampire dust falls both shadow and flame black frost creeps disturbs my sleep vampire dust drifts and… Continue reading Black frost, or: Dreams stare
An American sentence in 10 words: Occasionally, I wonder which of my forebears was first exiled. 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 In, or: Out
An American sentence: Caked in uncommon, slushy snow, Jerusalem's worth photographing. 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 line… Continue reading Slushy, or: Smoothie