Delighted to learn that Colleen Chesebro has selected my tanka-prose Predation as her featured poem of her 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 178 #PhotoPrompt! For me, Frank’s tanka prose echoes the political realities of our brave new world. I also like that he wrote in the […]
He would play with me for hours. Stretch me into all kind of shapes. Twist and turn me one way, then another. When he was done, he’d mold me two-handed, and pour me back into my egg. silly putty so many years since childhood for dVerse Poets’ Quadrille […]
So much depends on the placement of a hand arising passion cracked facade as the world breaks in Is bliss possible when corpses fill parks what a witness from a distance can say walls close in As traps always do right before the end
“It’s a kind of magic…” Queen Would I were Gandalf, facing the Balrog, crying, “You shall not pass!” Or Merlin, confronting Morgan Le Fey, before Arthur’s doom. Or any mystic, empowered against #Corona. But I am only a poet. My words must be magic enough. raindrops another deep […]
Did you imagine, for even a moment, that I was anything else but wild? None domesticate me. I’m untamable. But don’t be afraid! I am for you. Always. fiery tongues an unceasing wind buffeting a house “illuminated by the grace of the Holy Spirit…” (The last line is […]
Husband, Father, Writer, Teacher. American Haijin. Because Haikai matters!
