Carpe Diem Haiku – Jim Kacian’s “harvest dusk”
Jim’s haiku: harvest dusk– sitting in the wheelbarrow with the potatoes to which I gritily respond by the gutter – two old hookers share some soggy fries — Linked to […]
Daily Archives: August 28, 2014
A missed Connection
Originally posted on The voice of collaborative poetry:
Phone in my hand, I wait for the train. My eyes keep flicking to scan it again. Absent is the text you…
Who’s the creep – Rubáyiat for dVerse
I when night is darkest just right before dawn the streams fill with salmon eager to spawn a bear-cub with mother – yearning to taste eat or be eaten the […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 