Poem #33 from the Flock collection - should I need a balance between the mobthe massthe flock and being memyselfI aloneenough to express myself to bewho I am to be close enoughto findcomfort should I need ~
I rarely enter poetry competitions anymore. Occasionally I am tempted to try my hand at book awards or other literary honors because it is necessary to dip a finger into the water from time to time. For the most part, I keep my head down and concentrate on writing and developing my work in my … Continue reading The Elyne Mitchell Photo Story Award
Have you ever had the experience of watching and waiting for your favorite fruit to ripen (say, cherries, perhaps), and then some local pest gets them just before they're ready to harvest? Perhaps everyone should try this solution … (My thanks to Claire Baldry and the Autumn Chickens website for publishing this Christmas time poem). … Continue reading ‘Seasonal’ – once more, protecting the cherries!
we bought the yellow roses with a blush of red at the end of budding petals to make a sketchbook picture to remember you plucked leaves away from stems and placed them tall inside a pitcher with a yellow rose facing each direction but you didn't get to draw them because love fell in … Continue reading Yellow Roses
i've been pretending that i don't need anyone to caress me in the quiet of an hour as time is passing and moving outside the places clasped in my reach i know how foolish it is to make out that castles might keep against time when they're eroding fading away with each tick of the … Continue reading A kind of love poem
there's a little bit of sweet old-fashioned coming on and I am bracing to lead the way and be the one to say the words we need to hear out loud it's my turn and I'm ready in the traditional way I can gather up the numbers brought together for a moment of salute and … Continue reading A Bit of Sweet Old Fashioned
I used to be a rock'n'roll star Used to hear the young girls scream Used to sing to a hard guitar Man, those riffs were just obscene. The boys and me, would strut our stuff When we walked onto the stage Strobing lights and an audience roar The fans came out to rage. Then we'd … Continue reading Rock’n’Roll Star
this is not a photograph the composition however seems close to perfect from the clarity of near-focus volcanic brown scoria larger than pebble smaller than fist to the symmetry of parallel pairs of lines riding the brown over a middle-distance ridge implying disappearance after breasting the rise then perfectly aligned reappearance without a break visible … Continue reading non-photographic south
... and then we walked through untidy scrub and paths that needed reinvention across granite monoliths whole through the ages with moss now dry and thirsting lichens clinging unchanged by weather and naked rock showing a clean face and still seeming newly broken at the hands of the engineers, thirty five years after the time … Continue reading traversing the beechworth gorge
The fall/winter issue of Red Wolf Journal, themed ‘The Heart Knows’ is out. Two of my poems – ‘Lub Dup (for the good of my heart)’ and ‘The Reviewer’ are featured.
I am delighted and grateful.
We are pleased to announce the release of Red Wolf Journal’s Fall/Winter 2016/2017 Issue 10:
The poets with work in this edition are:
Darren C. Demaree
Edilson Afonso Ferreira
Jared M. Gadsby
Peter D. Goodwin
Jean Voneman Mikhail
Pegi Deitz Shea
Larry D. Thacker
Maja S. Todorovic
You are welcome to submit work to our upcoming Spring/Summer 2017 issue. The theme is “Sweet Sorrow”.
Irene Toh and Tawnya Smith
Fall/Winter 2016/2017 Editors