#FF — Still we dance

Neither machines nor prophecies warned us. It’s been two centuries since Earth suffered a decade of pelting by radioactive rubble from an exploded sun. During the first months, humans dug underground habitations – and that’s where we’ve stayed. Most surface life that wasn’t allowed in or able to survive died out. The rest adapted like…

dVerse — Poetics — Night Harvest

Night Harvest Farmer neighbors join hands, bringing in the sheaves under a wheat moon while babies curl in baskets dreaming of milky warm breasts     image:  “The Harvest Moon,” by Samuel Palmer (1805-1881) Rosemarie Gonzales is today’s host at dVerse.  Rosemarie says: Write a poem about or with “wheat” and its possible variations.

Movies, Movies, Movies! #47 – August 25, 2020

Welcome to another installment of Movies, Movies, Movies! The Call of the Wild (2020) Starring: Harrison Ford, Omar Cy, Cara Gee, Dan Stevens, Bradley Whitford, Buck (CGI dog) Director: Chris Sanders Genres: adventure Synopsis: Based on the novel of the same name written by Jack London, Harrison Ford plays the widower who moves to the…

dVerse — quadrille 110 — real good for free

  Real good for free slipping out of k-count silk into carrie bradshaw blahniks, now clicking down fifth avenue. there — a busker bum with a clarinet. now jaywalking, she stands near enough to smell the cooking high notes. stunned, brimming with props, lunch at the carlton can wait     My title and poem…

High school adds cardboard students to maintain normal feeling of oversized classes — bluebird of bitterness

From The Onion. SAVANNAH, GA—Emphasizing that the cutouts would create the illusion that learning facilities were just as cramped as the year before, representatives from Savannah High School confirmed Friday that cardboard students had been added between distanced desks to maintain a normal feeling of oversized classes. “Although Covid-19 has brought many challenges to reopening […]…

#FFFC 80 — life alone is not enough

When the people on the TV in a land far away started dying we were detached. When death knocked on our doors in the public places there was denial. When we brought it home to our loved ones, who sickened and died, we began to believe. As the killer morphed, evading our now-concerted efforts to…