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My blogger-poet-friend Ingrid inspired me to create a Twitter account and start writing #APoemADay, which I began on January 1, 2021. As time goes by, I am increasingly feeling that writing poetry defines me. I honestly can't imagine how I'll feel by the end of this year if I continue to stick to this commitment. It will be pretty… Continue reading Twitter poetry 2021: Week 17
My 1st puente In the form of two envelope quintets This heart has no other blood known than flowed through all past generations linked one-by-one through space and time by ancient Hebrew conversations echoing through flesh and bone ~ ever more so as I've grown ~ This mind has grasped that nothing's known though men… Continue reading This heart, or: This mind
My blogger-poet-friend Ingrid inspired me to create a Twitter account and start writing #APoemADay, which I began on January 1, 2021. In retrospect, I would say that this idea of writing daily poetry on my Twitter account, which did not take long to merge into the stream of poetry that I produce on this blog, was directly responsible for… Continue reading Twitter poetry 2021: Week 16
My 1st Envelope Quintet (a d'Verse Quadrille) “What a bother,” she thought, as she licked the stamp, “We needn’t bother with snail mail nowadays, but Gramps can’t be bothered to use a PC, so I’ll humor his sweet, old, bothersome ways.” She knew he’d relish her letter, under his favorite lamp. The prompt: Come “bother”… Continue reading Snail mail, or: Love
The skeptic's kaddish 