Month: September 2014
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September 23, 2014 / Haiku exercise Haiku #1 River curves away Blue sky sweeps above, cloudless iphone memory I am trying not to feel like I have to pin beauty down, like a butterfly to a board. But I can’t seem to stop. Another haiku? Haiku #2 Captured river, caught Pinned down, like a butterfly…
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Cicadas Their maracas shake in dark trees: even indoors, windows closed, fans on: they thrum, thrum, a constant presence, insect-induced tinnitus I like their cascading drone, insistent announcement—we live! Humans, greedier than any insect, haven’t killed them off, not yet, unlike the passenger pigeons, once so plentiful flocks of them darkened the daytime skies for…
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Originally posted on michaelalexanderchaney: The flash markets on this list include the best around. They’re not impossible to break into. Not as much as say, Willow Springs, whose editor informed us recently here on this blog that only one out of a thousand pieces gets picked for publication from the slush pile. One out of…
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Yesterday morning at seven-thirty, I went for a walk. The sun was streaming down Evanswood, turning the street into a golden river of light. Across that river, in the neighbor’s front yard, a trio of deer placidly munched hostas, unbothered by the dog walkers and the pack of school children milling at the…
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