10 Ways to Write a Poem Reassemble the torn bits of the poem ++ he left on your desk in 1989 Listen to the waves wash around ++sanded jellyfish and mermaids Retrace the steps he took ++to give you a... Continue Reading →
Readers here are familiar with Poetry Breakfast. A morning nibble of poetic nourishment. But Poet’s Lunch and Reading? I am not much good at explaining. Especially when things grow organically. A seed dropped by the wind. Planted in my yard. ... Continue Reading →
Blanket Party* I remember: male faces + lost inside kappa + sigma epsilon jackets the blankets they threw + out of bedroom windows + the day before the party ++ she never came back + from the smiles they wore... Continue Reading →
It Felt Sinful Drinking Water It felt sinful drinking water Hot desert nights, when Humidity was winter stuff, Breezes were imagined, only, Temperatures took on sauna Qualities. We saw no clouds, just sky, forever The mirage of a Caribbean inlet... Continue Reading →
Stringing Beads by Annmarie Lockhart Beads strung together draw the eye and the finger; touch the bead and know the soul, feel the heart of the one who would wear them. Little girls three wander into their mother's room, jump... Continue Reading →
Avatar by Annmarie Lockhart The hat makes a statement heard differently by everyone who sees it and thinks they know something about she who wears it. Reactions run the gamut from "I love your hat" to "ha ha, nice hat"... Continue Reading →
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