Wasted days(?)

The most wasted of all days is one without laughter. -e. e. cummings (1894 - 1962) One of the greatest highlights of my childhood was playing Advanced Dungeons & Dragons (AD&D). This and a few other role-playing games (RPGs) were the primary unifying factor among my closest circle of friends. So, perhaps that's why I… Continue reading Wasted days(?)

Eventually, or: Surprise yourself

An American sentence: Write a sentence daily; eventually, you will surprise yourself. What's an 'American Sentence'? Allen Ginsberg, inventor of the American Sentence, felt that the haiku didnโ€™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… Continue reading Eventually, or: Surprise yourself

Yes, I responded to ‘faith’ poetry

An exchange of 'faith' poems Despite writing nearly one year ago that I wouldn't respond to other poets' "faith" poems, I recently received a lovely God-oriented poem from Rayla Noel of 'Innerdialects'... and unexpectedly felt moved to respond to it. My first reaction was something like "oh boy, not another 'God poem'..." But then I… Continue reading Yes, I responded to ‘faith’ poetry

Working up a sweat with poetic forms

Experimenting with poetic forms How long does it take you to write a poem that you're truly proud of? For me, it usually takes a fair amount of time; and this has led me to a recent realization that I'd like to share. My friends and readers know that I am constantly experimenting with sundry… Continue reading Working up a sweat with poetic forms

Happy Jewish New Year

At sunset tonight, the Jewish New Year begins; it ends at sunset two days later. As such, I will not be blogging for ~49 hours, and I will have to play 'catch up' with my online poetry community on Tuesday night. (Of course, I will schedule some blog posts in advance of the holiday.) Honestly,… Continue reading Happy Jewish New Year

The calm, or: The storm

A sijo I am not more motivated, nor am I happier; The anxiety medication is clearly working well; I can soberly observe my flaws better than ever before Sijo? A Korean verse form related to haiku and tanka and comprised of three lines of 14-16 syllables each, for a total of 44-46 syllables. Each line contains a pause near… Continue reading The calm, or: The storm

Angel, or: Demon

Poetry Partners #122 'Reverse Abecedarium', a poem by Di of 'pensitivity101' Zig zags carve my mind, bringing forth Youthful reminders of Xenial days revolving around friends and family. Withered and dying, Voices begin to echo Unbidden and unwelcome Through my subconsciousness, Succumbing to illogical Reason, it is hard to Quantify their existence. Pulsing and painful,… Continue reading Angel, or: Demon

Staid, or: Stormy

A haibun It takes so very little to destroy a person. We look away from homeless people and the terminally ill because we don't want to think about our own vulnerabilities. In truth, we can't protect ourselves or our families from the worst. I sit, composing poetry in my comfortable cotton pajamas with a roof… Continue reading Staid, or: Stormy