Evening (a poem)

A surprisingly grey day. Instead of going to the usual second-Saturday readings, I stayed home and made soup… Rainfall and candlelight across the room shadows on the wall The old man, alone with no one else but the creature in momentary hibernation A bowl of soup and a cup of coffee for warmth this night [...]

National Poetry Writing Month, Day #10

Today’s napowrimo.net prompt is to write a ‘book spine’ poem. This involves writing a poem using the titles of books on your bookshelf. My poem neatly divided itself into sections, based on where my books are shelved. Instead of numbering these sections, I have labelled them according to their approximate (relative) compass points. The book titles [...]