Poem: Shower

Poem: Shower

:: “I love teaching poets. They never waste words.”  When I was working on my master’s in creative writing, I took poetry courses too. In fact, when I was an undergraduate, my first creative writing courses were in poetry. Later, one of my favorite...
Poem: Leolyn’s Diary

Poem: Leolyn’s Diary

:: I always wanted to live hard, and that I have done so my grey hairs will attest. Leolyn’s Diary – Words after the diary of Leolyn Spelman, Johns Hopkins University Library. San Gimignano.  Found it enchanting. The war has been hard on it: lonely and...
Poem: Hunted

Poem: Hunted

:: Today’s poem is brought to you by my younger self who was already wildly disillusioned with men, and by Sir Thomas Wyatt. Hunted after Wyatt You’re not the first to try his hand in my pursuit. Though one came close, outlasted all the rest, even he begged off...
Poem: Unbound

Poem: Unbound

:: I feel unrepentant in the face of my fear eroding and tearing apace all I’ve clenched in me since I received these gifts, cold, bone-sharp and blue. Unbound Your emotional quotient is lacking, you say. (Can’t you see the stale wound, the old nail breeding wicked...