- nonstop . . .
- leaning on his cane . . .
- southbound . . .
- old friends . . .
- tanka time . . .
- stars, planet, moons, et. al. . . .
- exquisite corpse update . . .
- exquisite corpse, anyone? . . .
- virtual friends . . .
- perhaps . . .
- cobwebs . . .
- After the Funeral . . .
- anthology fever . . .
- Throwback . . .
- new moon rising . . .
Tag Archives: Claire Everett
With its newest release, Claire Everett’s biennial tanka journal, Skylark, celebrates the beginning of its second year of publication. And what a welcome addition to the world of tanka it is. Claire, a talented tanka poet and tanka prose editor for … Continue reading
this time of day when clouds drift down from sky I think of you . . . next to me, embracing a sudden stream of light —red lights, Summer 2013 It’s hard to believe it’s summer’s end, although I must … Continue reading
I’m delighted to introduce Claire Everett as my seventh guest poet. Claire lives with her husband and children in northern England, and, although we’ve never met, I feel I know her personally and am pleased to call her a friend. … Continue reading
lace-curtain Irish . . . hand sewing the hem with a blind stitch I measure the distance between mother’s last breaths Just north of St. Louis the August heat is oppressive, the rich riverbed giving way to a monotonous … Continue reading