Ablaze in embarrassment, or: Lesson learned

A haibun Cheeks ablaze in embarrassment, I stare at the computer screen in the privacy of my office. The email I'm reading does not contain all of the information necessary for me to complete my report, and it's my fault because I forgot to ask one particularly pivotal question of our representative in the field.… Continue reading Ablaze in embarrassment, or: Lesson learned

Dog, or: God

EPIGRAPH: "Mario, what do you get when you cross an insomniac, an unwilling agnostic and a dyslexic?" "I give." "You get someone who stays up all night torturing himself mentally over the question of whether or not there's a dog."-David Foster Wallace (1962 โ€“ 2008) The Sabbath for Jews is twenty-five hours long. It keeps… Continue reading Dog, or: God

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

South of Ukraine, or: Not by Russia

My 1st Sparrowlet South of Ukraine... not by Russia... Stuck in Moldova... Gosh, such a frustrating and unforeseen pain that my wife is there and thus - a traveler stranded with no plane... Not by Russia... South of Ukraine... d'Verse prompt: The Sparrowlet At d'Verse, poets were prompted to try their hands at constructing sparrowlets:… Continue reading South of Ukraine, or: Not by Russia

Craft, or: Authenticity

A villanelle Many modern bards deem rhyming passรฉ, An obstacle to deep self-expression, Though one asks if impatience~ craft betrays? Artists must create, for it's thus they pray, Each in preferred mode at their discretion... Many modern bards deem rhyming passรฉ. Unfettered freedom is today's great craze; And most art's wrought to make deep impression...… Continue reading Craft, or: Authenticity

Rhyme, or: Reason

Sweet breeze beyond windows rhymes Whispering sweet no-things to leaves that rustle coquettishly Never before have they fluttered with so much animation Flirtatious feathered creatures sailing along ethereal Streams land in pairs to catch teasing airy murmurs -Chirp- Straining for rhymes in the drift lethargic still long past cockcrow hour he hears children's Gales of… Continue reading Rhyme, or: Reason

I am a poet, or: Aย poem

Poetry Partners #35 'I am a poem', a poem by paeansunplugged of 'paeansunpluggedblog' I am a poem, read me syllable by syllable let the vowels roll around your tongue at will immerse yourself in the free flow of rhythm undulating whimsically in its own rhyme the meter; sometimes measured. But oft not! Read me at… Continue reading I am a poet, or: A poem