On Writing

Poem 329 – On Pseudonyms

On Pseudonyms I’m thinking about itputting letters togetherwaiting for the perfect soundsto describe the writer in mewho wants to stay hidden the words they writeatrocious – attractedto white space withthe precision of apremeditating killer I’m thinking about itrolling sounds on mytongue touching thestories that belongunder someone’s name ZOOM WITH US! Tuesday evening at 7pm EST… Continue reading Poem 329 – On Pseudonyms

On Writing

Poem 124 – Muskoka & May Event Round-Up & WEreads!

Muskoka muskoka calls me like a secret loverher yearnings gripping the edges of busty winds& jumping into the soft spot under my earlobes – patient in the tender shadows we had a love affair for three summers…maybe twothe memories are lake blurry – does it matter? time lived differentlyshouldered against tall trees: pine spruce fir hemlock… Continue reading Poem 124 – Muskoka & May Event Round-Up & WEreads!