Tickle my ear at three in the morning Brush the bottom of my foot with mist See the dreams I carry that do not rhyme Remember the fallen that rest in the corner of the eye A phase-shift out of reach, stuck in the web of mind Take the tack off the desk MoveContinueContinue reading “Poem: Nightly Spirit”
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Elizabeth Vignali’s “Object Permanence”
By request, Elizabeth Vignali shares her poem “Object Permanence” the title piece of her debut poetry book set to release November 2014. Below the post, please click the link to hear Vignali read one of her poems for a local community radio program I produce called “Poetic Moments”. ~Shannon Object PERMANENCE My hands don’t wash kiwiContinueContinue reading “Elizabeth Vignali’s “Object Permanence””
Meet Writer Elizabeth Vignali
Meet Bellingham writer Elizabeth Vignali. Her new poetry book Object Permanence, published by Finishing Line Press, is ready for it’s November release and quickly receiving high praise. I first heard Elizabeth share her poetry at an open mic here in town about two years ago. She approached the mic with an uncommon grace, and read her work asContinueContinue reading “Meet Writer Elizabeth Vignali”
Spider in the Corner
Rushing through my day I find few places to sit and rest, gather myself, collect my thoughts. There is one place, a secret place, I found that I’d like to share with you. Somewhere on the college campus between room 120 and the math lab is a restroom. Restrooms are common and not much ofContinueContinue reading “Spider in the Corner”
Event: POETIC SHENANIGANS 11/1
Originally posted on C.J. Prince Poet:
SATURDAY 1 NOVEMBER 2014 7:00 P.M. Mt. Baker Theatre 104 N Commercial St, Bellingham, Washington 98225 Kevin and Matthew are at it again with a new set of poetic shenanigans sure to cause buried members of the English lexicon to roll in their graves (whatever that means). Joined…
Poem: Last Hour of Night
Night traffic flows in irregular patterns Swoosh by in shades of shadow and street light Some tires find the manhole cover Bounce off it adding tenor to the jazz Drops of 4 a.m. dew touch down On grass tips torching each blade The lawn is now a million moons Silently lit with the whiteContinueContinue reading “Poem: Last Hour of Night”
Spawning
Originally posted on shannon p. laws :
Spawning Coho Salmon are one of the most attractive fish. This is a BIG fish with an average length of 28 inches, occasionally reaching 36 pounds. This fish is currently “in season” at the processing plants on the docks of Bellingham Bay. I know this first hand because I…
News: Clover, A Literary Rag
This year I’m behind in submissions. A writer-friend shared his ambitious goal of 100 submissions a year. I’ve submitted less than five, so far, but the year has three months left in it, so there’s hope. Last week I received some good news: “Dear Shannon, Thank-you so much for your poetryContinueContinue reading “News: Clover, A Literary Rag”
Poetry: River Ink
Originally posted on shannon p. laws :
River Ink Went to the river looking for a poem I found my familiar trail Winding woods that hug the bank Whatcom Creek in August Bushes high and Full of berries, Birds and spiders webs. Grass sways underwater Moving in sync with the river This what peace…
My 9/11 Ferry Commute: A Personal Reflection
Once in line for the passenger ferry to Seattle, I could hear conversations about the event all around. Meeting up with two ferry friends, we started to collect stories from each other. Susan, a regular passenger ferry commuter who worked in the I.T. Department at a hospital downtown, had a cell phone with a news headlines service; it was a newer service at the time and not many people had it. When she shouted out an update, those immediately around us would hush to listen. While we waited on that cold dock for the boat to load she shouted out,
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