Who needs scissors and paste when one has an algorithm? Continue reading “Great Again: A Found Poem (Rondel)”
Great Again: A Found Poem (Rondel)
But Still: A Found Poem (Sonnet)
Who needs scissors and paste when one has an algorithm? Continue reading “But Still: A Found Poem (Sonnet)”
Persistent Night; Black Day
The nocturnal Wicked Word Wednesday might be over, but that didn’t stop one writer from completing the prompt anyway. Continue reading “Persistent Night; Black Day”
The World Is Broken And So Am I
A poem(?) written during a case of insomnia. Continue reading “The World Is Broken And So Am I”
Wicked Word Wednesday: Nocturnal
We writers are shy, nocturnal creatures.Push us into the light and the light blinds us.– John Banville
Word Soup
Once again it’s time to crown Wicked Word Wednesday Winner. Continue reading “Word Soup”
Running In My Head 