The Ukiah, or: Form verses creativity

Sangeetha & David's new poetry project Once upon a time, two poets who'd never met in person spontaneously began writing verses back and forth to one another over the Internet. Their first poetry project took them some nine months: a 100 verse Hyakuin. Once they'd completed their oeuvre, the two decided to continue their creative… Continue reading The Ukiah, or: Form verses creativity

Eventually, or: Thank goodness!

A Chลka Gymboree playdates; small girls... ack! That is to say, medium-sized girls playing, exhausting themselves on climbing walls, slides, trampolines, bungee towers, huge air mattresses, forts of enormous cushions, ball pits, balloon rooms, mini-soccer fields, dark rooms, swings, long balance beams, multiple levels, and then pizza followed by ice cream are actually enough to… Continue reading Eventually, or: Thank goodness!

Privilege, or: Responsibility

Poetry Partners #80 'The wonders of the world', a poem by Sarah Cope of 'My Endometriosis Story' The clouds barrel into the pools of blue, crashing into golden sunlight streaks piercing through the sky, A canvas of colour full of shades you cannot clarify, As it floats by just above the likes of you and… Continue reading Privilege, or: Responsibility

The wind, or: The waves

A haibun My wife loves going to the beach; and she's bred this love into our daughter. Personally, I'm less about the sand, salty water, and heat; but I've become amenable to joining them on beach mini-vacations. Our last such trip was to Haifa last year; and our daughter was thrilled to play with us… Continue reading The wind, or: The waves

Yucky, or: Spoiled

A rhyming sijo I once received harsh rejection Upon expressing affection, For I'd erred in my selection, And bought some "yucky" confections; I guess... 'pon reflection... That she'd expected perfection. 'Ronovan Writes' poetry challenge Sijo Wednesday #7 Ronovan encourages poets to write sijos that include the word 'perfection' today. Sijo? A Korean verse form related… Continue reading Yucky, or: Spoiled

Montague, or: Capulet

Blank verse in honor of The Bard O William Shakespeare, wherefore art thou a commoner? Disregard your profession's low esteem. Seven lost years have given rise to myths And conjecture piques curiosity. Social status is but arbitrary: Thou art The Bard, though not a commoner. What's a commoner? It is nor mind nor heart Nor… Continue reading Montague, or: Capulet

On a Saturday, or: Word-torrents

A shadorma Papa died unexpectedly several hours after reaching the emergency room on a Saturday Crushing waves; turbulent mood swings; treacherous reflections still pound my soul // spill over into word-torrents Shadorma? a six-line stanza (or sestet);each stanza has a syllable count of three in the 1st line, five in the 2nd, three in the… Continue reading On a Saturday, or: Word-torrents