To the tap dancer centre stage (A poem)

Continuing the epistles with another terzanelle. That’s an awkward dance you’re performing Are you sure you’re getting through? It’s a little bit shaky—but you are charming All those people on the stage, and the focus is on you The place is heating up, the smoke on the rise Are you sure you’re getting through? Either way, it’s such a [...]

National Poetry Writing Month: Day #21 (21 April 2013)

Ignored today's prompt, which involved "re-writing" a poem called "Lines for the Fortune Cookies". Not so interested in that. Instead, I leave you with a brief impression from a function I attended last night that apparently did not get going until well after I'd left and turned in for the night… The music seemed to [...]