Night Mare
A sudden start: I’m on a moonlit plain, up to my waist in gently swaying grass. The air is warm …
A sudden start: I’m on a moonlit plain, up to my waist in gently swaying grass. The air is warm …
It’s thousands of years since the pyramids rose, capped with white marble to make the nights glow. Now silent and …
Beneath the twilight’s reddened glow
where silvered waters softly flow,
the maples flame against the reeds
and bullfrogs leap and hide in weeds.
Poets were asked to sit with this quote and write whatever it brought to mind. Three of the outstanding responses …
We watch the fading back of darkness edge / sway and feel the shrinking chill on flesh /which lies-or is it mouths?- in cooling air; / averse to moving from our rumpled bed.
Here is the closed blue eyelid of time you touch to make sure, to see. Through a flat window of …
An enigmatic loneliness Has nestled on my porch— A mottle-feathered camouflage Against his stony berth. At first, I thought ‘twas …
I saw before me hordes of players of an ancient game, The rules of which I could not fathom, no …