i stare oblivious to the glare paper mountains scaled, as yet in vain there is no respite thoughts they desist word strings, one and then a few in caprice, halts…

I came across the Pulitzer-Prize-winning play enough in my readings to decide that it’s definitely on my readlist and maybe, watchlist. After some scouting around my vicinity, it was ferreted…

We sat around a table with interesting objects we had brought from home. A community of poet wannabes. Or poetry machines, Randy Marshall our chief instigator cheekily called us. He…

[This post is still under construction.]The last few weeks have been a blur of activities. Does your brain hurt from non-stop mentation? Mine does and did. As Countess Dowager [Dame…