Humanity, past, or: Future

Poetry Partners #18 A Blank Verse poem by Lov of 'Underthetamarindtree' (in iambic pentameter) The surf, sandy beach, mild breeze and the sun, The ocean yields its treasures, one by one, I am a child once again, who can still, From picking coral and shells, get a thrill, Like a mother’s bosom, the sea swells… Continue reading Humanity, past, or: Future

The footbridge, or: Overarching

Poetry Partners #4 'The Footbridge', a poem by Michael L. Utley of 'Silent Pariah' That derelict footbridge Has finally failed Stranding us on Opposite shores Of the abyss Words Like rotted planks Litter the gorge Below Desires and dreams Dashed Upon indifferent rocks Silence is all I hear from you Subdued echoes Of regret Perish… Continue reading The footbridge, or: Overarching

Openings, or: End game

A kyrielle Been playing for over a year; So, what might my best next move be? Could writing become a career? ~ Thus far, it's been purely for me. I've mastered some challenging forms. So, what might my best next move be? It's such fun to tinker with norms. ~ Tacticians, proficient, coach me. With… Continue reading Openings, or: End game

What now? Getting published?

Step 1. Write a series of blog posts about mourning your father.Step 2. Write a lot of poetry, including a year's worth of daily micropoems.Step 3. ? Publishing a book? The Skeptic's Kaddish? Many friends and family have suggested that I publish my Kaddish Journey as a book, and I do very much like the… Continue reading What now? Getting published?

Not hoping to know…

By not knowing, not hoping to know and not acting like we know what's happening, we begin to access our inner strength.-Pema Chödrön (b. 1936) To live not knowing... I think it's much more interesting to live not knowing than to have answers which might be wrong. I have approximate answers, and possible beliefs, and… Continue reading Not hoping to know…