Pretzels and Bullfights: Ode to a Nightingale
Romanticism. To some, the very word begets the core of poetry–the flowery language, the graceful imagery, the tone and texture …
Romanticism. To some, the very word begets the core of poetry–the flowery language, the graceful imagery, the tone and texture …
When you can’t decide between two somewhat disparate subjects for a poetry prompt why not go with both of them…especially …
Crisp autumn air. Green grass cut into sections by white paint. Noise. Expectation. The snap of leather on flesh and …
Truth. Fiction. How much the line blurs, when all our evidence is circumstantial. But this is not a commentary on …
Happy Saturday to all. My name is Stuart, and I’d like to start with a story… When I was a boy (you …