image: “Fish”, by Martin Panamick Learn more about Martin Panamick (1956-1977) here. Also, looking for more information on Martin, I found this very interesting journal about him and how he was killed under mysterious circumstances. It’s going to be difficult to write about indigenous people in the North American continent without accompanying guilt and shame….
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OLN 393 — Destroying Evidence is a Crime
“Liberty Molested” (2024) Destroying Evidence is a Crimeerasure is a capital offenseredacted acts committed don’t existwhen felons strike the match there’s no defensea gravity of culling has besetideas, shapes, and sizes on the blockcreative output yanked from walls & shelvesrecorded testaments of what is bestand worst about a species gone awrywith highs and lows that…
dVerse — Poetics Tuesday — October Means
October Means All earthlings glimmer via playful patina pixies on blue washed or white mottled backdrops squeeze-dried, sweetened, night-refrigerated palette extremes of acorn brown to orange- red flames. Welcome smoke puffs from chim- neys and burning leaves, homely visitors that cause jack o’lanterns to smile in resonance. Flannel rebooted; merino wool caps knitted. Fall festivals,…
dVerse – Q233 — Moon Never Boos
Moon Never Boos Moon never boos night;two partners who share. Night is jealous of sun’shalf-time of blue sphere. Shadow sneaks into dayas things turn and sway, moving to light’s rhythm,slow-motion choreograph. Sun rings mates to flickertwinkling night, water, bright,perpetual balancing game. De (aka whimsygizmo) is today’s host of dVerse’ Quadrille Monday. De would like us…
dVerse — Forms/MTB Perspective and Paddling Around the Bend prompts — Around the Bend
photograph of Elizabeth Packard and the book Kate Moore wrote about her Around the BendGinger Cat has gone for the day to the vet,which means I, Small Mouse in the Corner,am allowed to enjoy their sad choreography.First movement dings the chimes at dawn.Meds from night before wakes them groggy;stiff joints rise, swing from rubber-mattressedbeds; cold…
dVerse Haibun Monday — September End Holiday
September End Holiday They don’t bother waiting until dusk to come. They’ve learned the field behind the house and the backyard, where the fruit trees spread their heavy-laden arms, are safe for them and their young. Even so, they remain vigilant and know deep cover is close by if any sight, sound, smell feels of…
dVerse OLN 392 — Night Music
The Sleeping Gypsy, by Henri Rousseau Night Music In respite of cool desert sand,emptied flagon, and full moon,dreams prowl, sleek, well-fed,wide awake, tickling my toes,pulling strings, weaving iconsto archetypes made manifest. I am a traveler, cloaked in rain-bow, charred under daybright;yet further landscapes openin shadows of music’s night. Grace is today’s host for dVerse’ Open…
Tao Talk 