Space, or: Time

Poetry Partners #94 'The Shiver of Time', by A. J. Wilson of 'Let's Write...' opening the window I witness existence the vast expanse of sky overwhelms me maneuvering new passageways to its outer limits I am contained by its immensity blown fiercely luminous through the journals of space cover me in the blanket of time… Continue reading Space, or: Time

Lovingly, or: All we have in common

Poetry Partners #86 A poem by Anne Morrigan of 'Anne A p a r t' I fell in love Precisely because you asked me not to said I was foolish one of thousands a fly in your soup Common. but you had to concede that you revealed yourself to me so what I could not… Continue reading Lovingly, or: All we have in common

Five, or: Sixth

My 1st Crown Cinquain my eyes can only see that which is, and even then they must close sometimes, unlike my ears my ears sometimes pick up strange, seemingly distant sounds, but get distracted, unlike my tongue my tongue can distinguish 'tween umami; sweet; sour; salty; bitter, but not without my nose my nose is… Continue reading Five, or: Sixth

Lighting a fire, or: Writing

An American sentence: On Shabbat, smokers forgo cigarettes. Would I could write poetry. 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 that removing… Continue reading Lighting a fire, or: Writing

Meandering prose, or: Sinking suspicion

Poetry Partners #11 'Meandering prose', by Jim- of 'TheCommonAtheist' Winding amidst the valleys Of life's twists and turns— Through eddies and pools Often muddled clarity Carves out sweet ramblings— Jim-: https://jimoeba.wordpress.com/ A cleave poem by ben Alexander of ‘The Skeptic’s Kaddish’ below the heavens, winding amidst the valleys our mortal experience is one of life's… Continue reading Meandering prose, or: Sinking suspicion

Not to be, or: To be

A Cleave poem looking out for a place to go these words find their audience hall to perform in… you, such as you are and you aren’t… and whoever else will harken, such as your poetry community members of many clever, nuanced allusions that draw subtle connections to desperate, yearning loneliness, understanding much of our… Continue reading Not to be, or: To be

Limited time, or: Pushing boundaries

Poetry Partners #7 A micropoem by Cheyenne MacMasters of 'Cheyenne Paints' Limited time Expands force Engaging purpose Cheyenne MacMasters: https://cheyennemacmasters.com/ A nonet by ben Alexander of ‘The Skeptic’s Kaddish’ EPIGRAPH: The enemy of art is the absence of limitations.–Orson Welles (1915-85) Syllables; metaphor; enjambment; meter; onomatopoeia; alliteration; rhythm; consonance; assonance; stanzas; lines; letters. Concentration of… Continue reading Limited time, or: Pushing boundaries

Thought, or: Language

Thoughts are rolling 'round My mind on language wheels and carousels Building momentum From the spin and leaping off Into the air Grabbing ahold of trapeze words Hanging from lines of lexicon On and on they spring and swing Tumbling free Through whispering breeze Then catching bows of gossiping trees Who mock as they are… Continue reading Thought, or: Language