Starboard, or: Gunwale

Poetry Partners #135 'Falling Stars', a poem by Malalai Khan of 'Malalai Noor Khan' While all the world is asleep And I too close my eyes, My inner ones open To gaze at the soulful skies. The night ocean glimmers Upon the starry shores, A whole place for me To roam and explore. The darkness… Continue reading Starboard, or: Gunwale

Mother, and: Child

A 'Waltz wave' poem your tiny head against my shoulder; your heart- beat against my breast; your body swaddled securely to keep you safe and warm; ever wrapped in my mama- love ‘What do you see’ Prompt #152 For Sadje’s weekly #WDYS prompt, she offered the photo below as inspiration for writers to produce art.… Continue reading Mother, and: Child

The Lai, or: Creativity verses form

Sangeetha & David's new poetry project Once upon a time, two poets who'd never met in person began writing verses back and forth over the Internet. Their first project took them some nine months: a 100 verse Hyakuin. Once they'd completed their first oeuvre, they decided to continue their journey together; and Sangeetha came up… Continue reading The Lai, or: Creativity verses form

Together, or: Apart

Again, I'm parenting alone without my spouse, who's now abroad, stuck with daughter's chatter, unrelenting- this, our known path, oft trod. Of course, she's older now. So, it's much easier to get along; I'm not new at this- have long since learned how to stay upbeat and strong. Together, we'll- get through this challenging week… Continue reading Together, or: Apart

Entering second grade

And, just like that, my seven-year-old entered second grade today. My regular readers will recall that my wife and I were particularly nervous last year about her beginning first grade because she was one of three "new kids" in a class of thirty. The majority of the children in her class had been in preschool… Continue reading Entering second grade

Thoughts on an antisemitic children’s author

There is a trait in the Jewish character that does provoke animosity, maybe it’s a kind of lack of generosity towards non-Jews. I mean, there’s always a reason why anti-anything crops up anywhere; even a stinker like Hitler didn’t just pick on them for no reason. I mean, if you and I were in a… Continue reading Thoughts on an antisemitic children’s author

My otherworldly verse zone

d’Verse prosery My cleverest limericks take me significant effort to write; and I'm never satisfied with the results. Once I've produced one, I read through it again multiple times, endlessly tweaking the lines' wordings and syllable counts. And I certainly can't think through potential word choices or hear the music of my inchoate verses if… Continue reading My otherworldly verse zone