Ghazal [Exercise #4]

Due March 15, 2017

Hello Darlings! Our community has grown so much over the month and a half! We now have 176 followers and 33 writers, and I’m so glad each of you are here. This week we’re going to tackle one of my favorite forms, the Ghazal.

Voice [Exercise #5]

Due Wednesday, March 29

Hi Darlings! 
We had some wonderful ghazals last week, and I’m as thankful as always for each of you being part of this community. A friendly reminder: if you submit a piece, please make sure you are leaving at least two pieces…

Ghazal to Stop Forgetting

Driving down the long path, the old woods drape their russet arms
around the eves. The windows of her house smile…

You and Me and the Moon

The stars are stuck in lockstep mode above the moon.
We met too late — to love you is to love the moon.

A Christening

Mother, my father, taught:
god is a Bunsen burner, a beaker. 
god is electric, a neuron spark
but in this there are no psalms.

Her Memory

She will always see you

in the blue of the sea glass

Love forever Ghazal

And so it was when it snowed

A Question, Love

Ancient and new, one thing will ever defy description — love.
Is there any wisdom more worthy be pursued love?