Poetry

26 Jun 19
Voleur de feu - Poésie - Fire thief- Poetry

Well, be truly legitimate…no invention.     French mood on justifying One’s existence constantly     Jesus didn’t leave our soil, We still need to be accountable On anything we do… Jesus didn’t leave the cross We gotta explain, justify All the time… Jesus is not relieved From his pain, That’s maybe why… If he […]

26 Jun 19
The London Free Press

What’s happening in and around London this weekend and next week

26 Jun 19
Poetry For Healing

Leaving I know you are leaving meand I start to lose controlYou are walking awaywith my heart and my soul Not a moment’s hesitationbefore you open that doorI am already your historyas I slump to the floor You take all that I haveAnd then some moreI am an empty vesselwith nothing left to pour How does it feelto […]

26 Jun 19
tales of Pim the Chickin

In the wee hours of the night, the sound of the rain pours carelessly on the roof, providing steady, monotonous strains of nature’s concordant chatter, the crickets’ chirping hushed and fades to the background. The soul rouses and is alive yet again, and delights in the noisy silence that is once again, its only company. […]

26 Jun 19
Frank J. Tassone

summer heat sapping all of my fresh intimate designs the film of sweat lingers on the back of my neck Another summer vacation dawns. I begin the first evening of it in solitude. Frank plays for his high school’s graduation, which he, himself, will partake into years. Mira attends a Chi Gong class. I savor […]

26 Jun 19
Bookwyrm Bites

It seems like every winter and summer break since I stopped working on fanfiction every week, I vow to rediscover my love of writing, finish off some WIPs (especially the years-old fanfics that some people apparently still read because I still get requests for new chapters), develop new plot ideas, experiment with prose style … […]

26 Jun 19
The Skinny Island Post

In dwelling, live close to the ground –Tao Teh Ching, Chapter 8 A little disclosure, embedded in reflection, something inevitable at this stage of things. Bear with me. In 1975 we bought our first house, 1315 Jackson St., Tallahassee, Florida. I was just out of the army, and enrolled in the relatively new creative writing […]

26 Jun 19
NLN Poetry Blog

                                          Awake                  we lie huddled together     for comfort      through the night   embalmed in darkness      an                                      […]

26 Jun 19
NLN Poetry Blog

The drunkard’s early morning dance was graceless  Things you shouldn’t do on Sunday – Chinese fire drill:  Ruby curves stick and stumble on cotton wads and the taste of last night’s half-hearted hell.  Stuttering hands search salaciously for the sparrow let loose too early.  Fluttering fully now– the black opus of awareness too cloudy from last night’s last felicitations.    Those clouds bit sharp last night and  These Austin City blues are no place for […]

26 Jun 19
Words of Mama

It’s funny how writers seem to get most often inspired when they are going through a relatively crap time. I mean think of Adele, she could never have become as successful as she has by singing about rainbows and daisies and skipping into the sunset with the love of her life. She has to take […]

26 Jun 19
NLN Poetry Blog

The sea surged with laughter and the chorus of its voice was her birth.  A child of the mist.  Untamed.  She always knew when rain was on the way  Not because of great, gray clouds that gathered like an ancient fear while the tree-tops tripped.  She felt it; like a moment.  Eyes closed just before a kiss.  When the air […]

26 Jun 19
kickassmetal

https://www.facebook.com/PEEKABOOBE/   In our series we asked Leslie Irene Benson of the very fine synth act The Sweetest Condition to name those ten records that changed her life… When selecting my top 10 favorite albums of all time, I had to travel down memory lane a bit and examine the most pivotal moments in my […]

26 Jun 19
Structure & Surprise

The following essay by Blas Falconer was originally published in Diane Lockward’s Poetry Newsletter. I thank Blas and Diane for allowing me to reprint this essay here. If you wish to read more such insightful essays, sign up for the Poetry Newsletter here (scroll down for the link). And, if you think Blas’s thinking about turns […]

26 Jun 19
Cordite Poetry Review

Poetry debuts are not necessarily juvenilia. The vagaries of poetry publishing mean that by the time a poet’s first collection is published they often are, at least by some standards, emerging fully formed, able and ready to demonstrate their skill to a willing audience.