Category Archives: Poetry

Whitecaps

t tsk tusk great gust And so for day 145 08.05.2007

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Feather Tales

Cur care for the rage attention to the tread straying into the wagging courage tales where felines collect a surfeit of tongues from eager children wanting to know how to co-replicate the rooster’s many sounds including dirt scratching across the … Continue reading

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Spring haiku

one ice-rival pearl precocious snowdrop snout sniffing light’s return And so for day 115 08.04.2007

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Driftweed

Phyllis Webb in Sunday Water: Thirteen Anti Ghazals invites the reader to Hear the atoms ambling, the genes a-tick in grandfather’s clock, in the old bones of beach. driftweed is perhaps what the beach washes up but wave upon rushing … Continue reading

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Spottings

Snowdrops spotted in the back garden by DWR. And a composition in his honour: tap drop running bucket sap tipping kettle thickening bottlefuls and bottlefuls of maple guile It is like a little haiku that ran away on the wings … Continue reading

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Riddles

snowward swords       compass needles And so for day 77 01.03.2007

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kennings in haiku

fierce hand knows no ire at the end of a taut line tugs wind riding kite and so for day 70 22.02.07

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Spam maps spans

Sometimes the spam email comes across in the form of a nice surreal poem. Take for instance these two lines which appeared juxtaposed as the subject headers of two separate messages in my inbox one day. uxorious toothache boiled stovepipe … Continue reading

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clip

Impasse triggers imagination. Obstacles are tackled by the detour of description. Take two lines from Sybil Turnbull: under backward leaning birches like scarecrow handwriting against the sky Further through mudra and mantra, with a pose acting as an antenna to … Continue reading

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Berth

if endings are where reimagining begins even prose poems especially poems with ragged margins warn readers to be careful of tripping over take “two women in a birth” out of Daphne Marlatt & Betsy Warland Double Negative are off the … Continue reading

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