Here’s a drafty poem of sorts forShay/Fireblossom’sprompt on With Real Toads so write a “mash-up” poem putting some character/ historic figure in an unusual context. I had a hard time thinking of what to write; my mind has been very taken up with the recent events in New York ...
hosted by Gay Reiser Cannon, gives clear instructions but, frankly, I found it a pretty difficult form. For me, the hardest part was the syllabic line (8 syllables), since I tend to write in a modified pentameter (which allows for a bit of play in the number ...
第一篇:剑桥预备级句子范文剑桥预备级公开课教案一. 开场Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls. Welcome to Lucy English. Now let me introduce myself first. My name is Luc...
for ten years and jog/walk out. Buttoning the collar–it’s cold in the rain–I catch the scent of her lipstick– a perfume of waxed flowers–not a favorite scent, but I inhale as much as I can, so that my breath is out of sync with the slow fall of my feet through the sluic...
I have made 473 posts and gotten over 10,000 views. (A small number for a blog, but amazing to me.) Writing the posts, drawing the pictures, and putting them out into the world with a click of a button has been fascinating; doing this on a daily basis has been both stressful and...
when I tried for my hands, feet–or when I looked for your answering gaze– though when I moved I could find my swish sure enough–and sometimes you would turn back to me– and we could always just look up– *** A draft poem about New York...
October 10, 2016 Why We Have to Just Keep Trying I’m wondering if what’s iron in us rusts, I’m wondering if what won’t contract just busts in that cold we can’t old away. I think of my grandmother’s heavy hand-cranked pump ...
my story fodder for gossips’ cud– they tell me that a widow’s weeds would have far better filled my needs but I remember nights in bed with auraed spore just overhead like wisps of cloud and star at once– oh yes, they’ve shredded these cold months– ...