Michael Simms: You Taught Me
At the bubbles rising in the pitcher
Of beer to explain consciousness
Which was blurred by that time
Maryfrances Wagner: Prompt
What if we want to tell a real secret?
Sandy Solomon: Grammar Lout
Liz thinks we ought to have a day
devoted to apostrophes
In which we add or rub them out
in bands of roving grammar louts.
William Wordsworth: Tintern Abbey
Lines Composed a Few Miles above Tintern Abbey, On Revisiting the Banks of the Wye during a Tour. July 13, 1798 . Five years have past; five summers, with the … Continue reading
John Samuel Tieman: As Afternoon Darkens into Evening
the words we didn’t say I take a bite of my lunch silence sour and salt This afternoon I sit on my porch, proud of all I’ve won, thinking of … Continue reading