Carrying of the water, stoking of the stove, sweeping up the cinders, mending of the clothes. Cooking up the dinner, helping kids with sums; then telling bedtime stories, of faeries and Tom Thumbs, I tuck wee ones into dreams in trundle beds under wool. Undone it comes, one plait at a time, in warm gaslight….
Category: poetry
dVerse — MTB and earthweal olw 109 — one song, now
one to two this and that swirl to being, cosmoplasm teased apart, together invisible bonds that repel, attract impossibly organized as one now how is not the question no answer serves to be is to do be do be do be perpetual beginnings and endings ten thousand notes harmonize as one song The top image…
dVerse — Poetics — A Sea Dirge Echoes The Voice of the Lobster
[A Sea Dirge] [Echoes] [The Voice of the Lobster] — Three Titles of Lewis Carroll Poems I hear the clacking of the trap where tattered figures rot; the dead who tell no tales, yet murmur hints, drifts in the stream, deep in the murky belly of the sea. Yet her pipes do chastise me in…
dVerse — Quadrille 147 (2) — Is that you, Mo-Dean?
At first it seemed to be a dream; a blinding eye coiffed in black. My first thought: they’re back. Stalked peer of metallic goon is more than holo in my sleep as a scream begins to creep up the back of my paralyzed throat. This is my second offering for Bjorn’s prompt word for dVerse…
Dverse – Quadrille 147 – These Eyes
To take a photograph is to align the head, the eye and the heart. It’s a way of life. ~ Henri Cartier-Bresson In twos, borne sclera grapes, socket twins, camera duets note lens shifts. Panoptic seas, eagles to snails, eyes of newborn until final closing. In color surprises to weepy accepts discern silhouettes; sweet Arbus…
Book Review – “Shorely,” by Peter Frankis
“Shorely” cover Peter Frankis is a poet whose work I first met when he began hosting at dVerse Poet’s Pub. I learned that Peter is an exceptional poet that has his roots dug in deep to where he lives, the small town of Port Kembla, NSW. Peter has a downloadable link for “Shorely” at his…
Doodads — walk out back 030522
Yesterday older son visited for some hours. He’s been on vaca all week and so it was good he chose to spend some of it with his old hen mum. We took a drive to the Amish Bulk Food store so I could show him the place I’m always talking about. Then we had lunch…
