Review: Selected Poems by Gwendolyn Brooks

Happy Last Week of July! I know I'm not the only one who is simultaneously weirded out and unfazed by this strange passing of time. Since it is the last Monday of July though, it's time for a review of the collection of poems I read in honor of this month's Poet of the Month:... Continue Reading →

Haiku a Day: Days 110-115

Slowly but surely everyone, slowly but surely. Day 110: Hamilton: welcometo our homes, our lives, our hearts.Sing out loud and proud. Day 111: Mimosa morningWill and Jeff blow up spaceshipsI'm home before dark. Day 112: Simon is sheddingwhite and grey fur is strewn hereand there without care. Day 113: I procrastinate--not from laziness but from... Continue Reading →

Haiku A Day: Days 104-109

Day 104: Has the Haiku Musediscarded and left me fora stronger poet? Day 105: Hard-backs, paper-backs,e-books, audiobooks, somany books on shelves. Day 106: I stare at emptypages and blank screens waitingfor creative prose. Day 107: I arrange itemson my desk and rearrange them, waiting for words. Day 108: Simon disrupts thetrashcan and my peace--now helooks... Continue Reading →

Haiku a Day: Days 96-103

I hit 100 DAYS of haiku writing in this section! Ah! The thing is, that also means 100 days of this weird existence. Day 96: Summer stretches outI want to do so much thatits overwhelming. Day 97: My tomato plantthrives, grows taller, flowers. Greentomatoes appear. Day 98: Upon my suddenrediscovery of Simstime swiftly passes. Day... Continue Reading →

Haiku a Day: Days 78-83

Day 78: Fact: Black lives matter. Speak up loud; know your privilege.Enough is enough. Day 79: Sword ferns branching outin groups, like an audiencefor the waterfall. Day 80: So what if all dayI watch Property Brotherson HGTV? Day 81: Overwhelming times.How does one slow down and breathe? Perhaps more reading. Day 82: Vanilla lattes:you are... Continue Reading →

Haiku a Day: Days 70-77

Day 70: Sit with dignityWatch thoughts come and go like cloudsdrifting through blue sky. Day 71: Pride and Prejudicetells me something new each timeI escape within. Day 72: The sun's heat beats downenveloping all in itswarm, sleepy, embrace. Day 73: Mindfulness brings moreintention to small moments. Connection to all. Day 74: Elizabeth youtorture poor Darcy... Continue Reading →

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