I'll put my cards out on the table. Firstly, I consider Cindy Georgakas to be a dear friend, which is why I read her book, as I've never been inclined to read 'self help' literature. Secondly, I have never before written a book review. My initial commitment to write a review of Cindy's maiden book… Continue reading Book review: ‘Re-Create and Celebrate’ by Cindy Georgakas
Poetry Partners #183 'Wise or Weary', a tanka by Destiny of 'Destiny's Designz' aimless traveler destination flamed to ash thirsts a drop of ease lessons upon lessons test wisdom forced upon a mind Destiny's Designz: https://destinysdesignz.wordpress.com/ A cherita by ben Alexander of ‘The Skeptic’s Kaddish’ air fills lungs for the first young father fumbles cellphone… Continue reading Prequels, or: Sequels
An American sentence: Too young to feel so worn out, he had lived enough to recognize it. 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.… Continue reading Too young, or: Just old enough
A 'Garland' Shadorma please don't pre- empt your conception of thorny ideas before taking a moment to reflect on them do you con- tend you can under- take the most difficult challenges put before you? what of poetry? challenging for people to with- stand all con- tradictions put before them on journeys from birth to… Continue reading Prefix, or: Excursus
A 'Garland' Shadorma shades of gray blur the world entire; even once stark outlines become fuzzier each day; everything is one what constructs separate people that one can't unravel with open-minded, earnest receptivity? surrounded daily by others, observe them; see yourself in their struggles and triumphs; wisdom in caring biases simplify our lives; reflecting honestly… Continue reading Stark outlines, or: Shades of gray
Poetry Partners #161 Senryu by Jan Beekman of ‘janbeek’ I. Each snowflake's unique Like my fingerprints and eyes Brrr - snow on my lids II. I stuck my tongue out Ouch! Help me, I'm way too close Stuck to that damn pole Jan Beekman: https://janbeek.blog/ Tankas by ben Alexander of ‘The Skeptic’s Kaddish’ I. each… Continue reading Fingerprints, or: Tongue
Poetry Partners #155 A poem by 3L of 'Wandering Prophesy' To be, and not to be; There is no question. To see, or not to see; There is the illusion. Wandering Prophesy: https://wanderingprophecy.wordpress.com/ A poem by ben Alexander of ‘The Skeptic’s Kaddish’ I'd thought I told myself I was but 'twas merely an illusion Deep… Continue reading To see, or: Not to see
Poetry Partners #154 'Generations', a poem by Cassa Bassa of 'Flicker of Thoughts' The children left home for the city neon lights Faces filled with endless enthusiasm Brushed off sandburs that caught on their jeans Covered tree scratched wrists with tailored shirts The bell birds by the river sang their farewell They never looked back… Continue reading Generations, or: Learnings
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