A Choka their little faces turn to us for confidence their innocent eyes look up trustingly to ours reach up for our hands wrap themselves around our legs for stability for we epitomize truth embody balance feet grounded in life wisdoms though we're winging it daily Choka? The most intricate Japanese Poetry form is the… Continue reading Little faces, or: Innocent eyes
In between, or: The way
Poetry Partners #90 'In Between', A poem by Shalini Kathuria Narang of 'Rhythm & Rhyme' From the texts that teach, To the men that preach, Faith lies in between. From fervent declarations of love, To blood thirsty hate, Control like a trapeze artist balances in between. From zenith of joy and happiness, To depths of… Continue reading In between, or: The way
Remember, or: Dream
A pantoum We remember remembering the past Dreaming of ourselves dreaming of the future Just now, we may have experienced something Seems dreams leave very strong impressions Dreaming of ourselves dreaming of the future Remembering vivid dreams we didn't have Seems dreams leave very strong impressions We are of impressions and sensations Remembering vivid dreams… Continue reading Remember, or: Dream
Just a number? or: Late to my party
Sevenling (At twenty) At twenty, I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life; at thirty, I was excited to pursue my dreams; at forty, I felt broken. At twenty, I was studying engineering in college; at thirty, I was studying Torah in Israel; at forty, I studied my belly button. Fifty?… Continue reading Just a number? or: Late to my party
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?
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