Daily Archive: April 23, 2015

Circe in the Night (NAPOWRIMO 2015 #22)

She brought me port; like that of her smell, tilting temptress of tequila, bitter refuge of the lost. One drink to forget, one to remember, and one witch – o helenistic goddess –… Continue reading

An Idiot at Poetry (NAPOWRIMO 2015 #21)

When I die, my epitaph will not read an obscure line from Shelley or a haiku transcribed in syllabicated verse; No — fancy rhythm or rhyme is for no poor man, and my life… Continue reading