Tuesday, May 25, 2010

by Vera

Another Step with the Flame - by Vera

She held it aloft,
the sparking torch,
tripping forward
through schist
with moments of trepidation
and obvious frustration
and love
and persistence
and humorous castration.

Another edit done.
A magnificent feat.

And now
for some dark chocolate
and gardening.

Monday, May 17, 2010

by Thalia

Oy! Big big big deadline coming up for my next novel, so you will hear naught from me in the next two weeks. Notice I'm not even tryin' to make this poetic? Middle of next week I will be working simply in grunts and hand motions. Words will be gonzo......

See you in a bit! Keep stopping by!


Monday, May 10, 2010

by Jill

Farming - by Jill

The worst frickin thing
you can be told to do
when you are
is "Weed the beans."

But Mom's particular ferocity
sent me out
to the hammering sun,
where I sat on my butt
scootching downrow
as I pulled tiny leaflets,
and dontcha know,
two hours later
riding the rhythm of the earth
I didn't mind
the ant on my ankle
the sweat on my neck
the way Jessup taunted me that
I was going to fail French.

Mothers are so

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Mocker Perspective - by Lynne

Difficult to balance
with that.

Difficult to be on watch,
swiveling your head
with a branch that big.

Difficult to sing
so intricate a melody
with a branch that big
slanting from your beak.

Or maybe just
if you are not a mockingbird.