Artist’s Canvas by Heather Mirassou The artist strokes his canvas His hues and tints of beauty The orator of his creation The perfect task of impression Like a beam of sunlight Rainbows illumina… more →
"Poetry Soul Closet"wrote 1 week ago: It’s been awhile since I shared some of my favorite poems, so here goes. These are poems by t … more →
wrote 3 weeks ago: Satisfied, he falls asleep Thoughts drifting into dreams Mad as Hell, I lie awake Struggling to brid … more →
wrote 1 month ago: (Classic first-edition cover for I Made My Boy Out of Poetry featuring art by Gustave Blache … more →
wrote 1 month ago: Empowerment, takes you a level higher we all have imperfections, convictions,what’s your prior … more →
wrote 1 month ago: (Digital art graphic courtesy of Bright Skylark Literary … more →
wrote 1 month ago: Outside of my lyrical research, I am a sucker for so-called “spoken word performances”, … more →
wrote 1 month ago: Remember that scene from the play Night of the Iguana by Tennessee Williams when a woman talks about … more →
wrote 2 months ago: There are numerous books of modern poetry on my Self-Doctorate Reading List. I am not going to like … more →
wrote 2 months ago: Last week I read Antony Dunn‘s marvellous essay about his poetics, ‘To Tell You the Trut … more →
wrote 3 months ago: On a rational level, I dislike US-American literature. On a less rational level, I’d like to b … more →
wrote 3 months ago: Continuing the English-language publishing success of Greek poet Kiki Dimoula’s new volume of poetry … more →
wrote 3 months ago: So I had the very fortunate luck of coming across a poem“Pull Me Down” by blogger and po … more →
wrote 3 months ago: I’ve been reading all my life and I rarely get book suggestions thrown at me. I’m consid … more →
wrote 5 months ago: <– Just for fun, today’s picture is one I found in Wiki Commons. I’ve retitl … more →
wrote 6 months ago: Sprint Your Way to Something More with In the Red and Brown Water at Clarice Smith Performing Arts C … more →
wrote 6 months ago: Christian Wiman, from Every Riven Thing And I Said to My Soul, Be Loud Madden me back to an afternoo … more →
wrote 6 months ago: f”…So you couldn’t protect yourself? The absolute erodes; the boundary, the wall a … more →
wrote 6 months ago: “…the forked branch of my existence was lit like a crackof lightning. My breath, my tong … more →
wrote 6 months ago: “I have to block out thoughts of you so I don’t lose my head/ they crawl in like a cockr … more →