In the Grip

We are in the grip of a stelliferous season, that famous episode of frost and florid falls of leaves in the annual Penny Dreadful, when we fend off the temptation to watch hours of plasma television. Outside, branches wave, trees tugged by boisterous fingers, a friendly invitation to join the fun, kick leaves, run riot, […]

The Wreckage of Autumn

the tyrant autumn hauls its ruinous wreckage in a windy wake: leaf skeletons, smears in mud, final traces of colour Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to Carpe Diem Tanka Splendor #28 Teika’s Tenth Tanka Writing Technique “Demon-quelling” (prompt: autumn departs) Today Chèvrefeuille has brought us the last Tanka Writing Technique by Teika: demon-quelling – […]

Poetic Pizza

We kneaded the dough together, your small hands and mine, fingers probing for elusive elasticity. You picked basil from the pot on the windowsill, rubbing the leaves, breathing in each pungent puff. We cried onions, tasted tangy tomato and  snacked hungrily on chewy cheese as we chopped and sliced. At the pizza restaurant in the […]