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I’m here, now, if you want to put a bug in your dad’s ear about pouring coffee. in the war the thing I felt crawling up his spine became his spine. 82 more words

Poetics - Travel Poetry

Greetings, poets! This is my first day as part of the dVerse team and I must say this is quite a daunting moment. I hope you enjoy the prompt today. 1,166 more words


lightning show

I am counting on my fingers
in front of a mirror
those I’ve known
who’ve died
of fright.

I am working the loosest brick
from the house of god… 56 more words

the weird intimacy of tires, pressing rubberlips onto the road//&where this journey starts

the market place shines yellow
in the half-dark
“loving those street lights–”  i say
&my daughter smiles
“the city gate impressed me more
than the leaning tower of pisa” 222 more words


David Jones: Christian Modernist (?) and the shape of the Poem.

I gave a paper last week at the David Jones, Christian Modernist conference in Oxford last week and what follows are the main thoughts that the proceedings kicked off for me butnI’d like to start by thanking all those who were so welcoming and gracious to this self-taught interloper. 866 more words



The waste
The placed
The ways
To land
The land
How absurd
And interesting
Iambic pentameter
I amble pent up… 44 more words


harmless escalations

the one time it crossed his mind to hit my mother, the garage door opened. the day I was born, a man called my mother at work and left a message that was mostly breathing. 63 more words