Poem: For My Family in Jordan Harsh lands bring soft embraces, Here we all drink from one cup. Before we put our share to our mouths, We make sure there is enough. Oven winds bake a glaze on my face, While dry eyes squint to the sky. Two leathered hands sift Martian sands, I can’t… Continue reading REBLOG: ‘One Cup’ by Karima Hoisan
An American sentence: Two brothers living across the globe rejoice at landing their dream jobs. 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… Continue reading Oceans apart, or: Together
This year, I am attempting to become active on Twitter after having created an account last year to post 365 micropoems. Among other things, this means I will be responding to Twitter poetry prompts. Initially, I wasn't planning on x-posting those here, but then I realized: if I don't save my Twitter poems elsewhere, I'll… Continue reading Miasma, Godforsaken, or: Chronological
A Cywydd Llosgyrnog Grey clouds in the sky, thickening; Therein, dense storm front quickening; Reckoning on land and man. Lightning bursts, thunder claps crushing; Skies wailing; rains, weighty, gushing; We ~ brushing against grand plan.
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