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“Sometimes, I Am Startled Out of Myself,” by Barbara Crooker
Originally posted on Words … for the Time Being: like this morning, when the wild geese came squawking, flapping their rusty hinges, and something about their trek across the sky made me think about my life, the places of brokenness, the places of sorrow, the places where grief has strung me out to dry. And…
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Happy National Haiku
Originally posted on The Monkey Prodigy: To celebrate National Haiku Day here is a poem made of entirely haiku. It was written by my father and me. Read about it in Green Rune Anthology if you so wish. Rust Some bridges refuse to burn but are swept away by weight of water. Others succumb to…
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Poetry Month, Week Three: Barbara Crooker’s Towhee
As the immortal Bard once said, “A Tohee / by any other name would sing the same.” Okay, I admit it, I might have misquoted. But you get the idea. Birds’ names sometimes evolve, usually because, in the process of studying them, we learn new things about them. In this case, the Rufous-sided Towhee was…
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Day 15 – 30 Days, 30 Readings: “Stone,” by Charles Simic
Originally posted on David J Bauman: Photo by Michelle Blankenship Well, I finally got a bit of outside reading done, though I had to try several takes from multiple spots, due to background noise. I abandoned one reading done from the balcony of a local restaurant, simply because I didn’t like the inflections of my…
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Blackout/Found Poetry
Originally posted on The Monkey Prodigy: Since it’s library week and poetry month, here are some pictures of found poems and blackout poems. They were done at the Ousterhout Free Library in Wilkes-Barre. The event was hosted by a couple editors Of Word Fountain, the literary magazine. Please check it out online at wordfountain.net.
