Parachute that’s what the gym teacher called it. (remember gym teachers?)that huge, round, multi-coloured wind-breaker material-edcircle that was stuffed into the bottom of the floor hockey stickcylinder in the equipment room (remember equipment rooms?).we were instructed to get in a circle as the teacher carriedthe lump of flimsy colours to the centre, then dropped it.(a… Continue reading POEM A DAY – September 2 & Creativity Cavern Fall Forum!
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POEM A DAY – August 31
I held her book to my chest closed my eyes and sighed.I want to write like her, I saidmy voice meek on a smallwave of breath. the wordsdaggered between my ribsand guilt bled out in crimsonrivulets. why is it so difficultto want to write like me? whydoes it feel like only in deathwill come the… Continue reading POEM A DAY – August 31
POEM A DAY – August 30
Here is the original poem, now in the public domain. ThursdayWilliam Carlos Williams I have had my dream—like others—and it has come to nothing, so thatI remain now carelesslywith feet planted on the groundand look up at the sky—feeling my clothes about me,the weight of my body in my shoes,the rim of my hat, air… Continue reading POEM A DAY – August 30
VANESSA SHIELDS 