Eisenmenger syndrome is caused by a congenital heart defect. If the defect is identified before it causes significant pulmonary hypertension, it can be repaired through surgery, preventing the disease. Otherwise, a heart–lung transplant is the only curative option. My friend died at the age of 28 from Eisenmenger syndrome. She was born in Soviet Ukraine… Continue reading Winter’s waters, or: Windshield wipers
Poetry Partners #164 An 'American Sentence' by Kaci Rigney Life begins and ends with a heartbeat, breathing and bleeding in between. Kaci Rigney: https://kacirigney.com/ A 'Crystalline' by ben Alexander of ‘The Skeptic’s Kaddish’ Decay's inevitability rattles venerable hollows. Grounded hope's for the remaining, rather than in dreams of remaining. Show faith in the collective present;… Continue reading Remaining, or: In between
Poetry Partners #163 'Earthquake', a Septolet by Kaci Rigney rumbling, rolling rubble scattering stumbling shaking ripples fracture the California streets rife with panic Kaci Rigney: https://kacirigney.com/ 'Flash Flood', a Septolet by ben Alexander of ‘The Skeptic’s Kaddish’ skies tear open flashing eyes scan torrents raging, ripping, sweeping, smashing, crushing Negev hikers
Poem: Death will never tear us apart You belong to that special category You are everywhere Your voice is in my mind Always Your wise advice are dancing in my brain Faultless Your sweet hug keeps me company All the time Memories will be my best friend No matter what Your body is weak and… Continue reading REBLOG: ‘Immortality’ by Filipa Moreira Da Cruz
A 'Septolet' A Russian missile strike murders 45 Ukrainian civilians. Feeling useless and despondent, I verse. Septolet? The Septolet is a poem consisting of seven lines containing fourteen words with a break anywhere in between the two parts. Both parts deal with the same thought and create a picture.
Senryū when the cords of cold outdoors ensnare the outcasts winter feasts on flesh d'Verse poetics: The blizzard of the self At d'Verse, Sanaa encourages us to become the embodiment of winter. What do you feel during this season? Describe a typical January day. Feel free to go dark and philosophical... Senryū? Senryū is a… Continue reading Cords of cold, or: Winter feasts
An American sentence: What if a poet were to pen his every new verse as a jisei? 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.… Continue reading Every new, or: Last verse
A 'Found Poem' Dear friend in India, Sangeetha, my partner in crime, a hug's the best drug. Jerusalem surprised by snow; after visiting her child abroad, she returned to a changed Russia. Unlike Santa Claus, Ded Moroz wears outfits of various colors. Tomorrow he will die again. Sweetheart, be careful! Raw? Pardon my French, please.… Continue reading Trees find purchase, or: One ray of quiet sunshine
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