The March edition of Corridor is out and about. Please keep your eyes out for it around town. It’s a little 5×7 10-page zine, sitting there, wanting to wish you a good day. One more zine to go and the project will end. Poetry Month 2022 to Poetry Month 2023. “Moss” is a sample ofContinue reading “March Corridor”
Tag Archives: National Poetry Month
Poem: Ink Stained Hands
Read me the paper Uncle Loud enough to hear in the kitchen Touch it for me, turn those pages Aunties and I are cooking the dinner hands must be kept clean. But in your place by the fire the beige recliner squeaks on the back-beat of your rocking, toes slide in and out of slippersContinue reading “Poem: Ink Stained Hands”
Poem: Bridge
Walk over Whatcom Creek Rot filled reed twirls on axle in a current heading toward the bay wave hiccups over, turns white if only for a second to breathe Grass flat on the shore exposes all that rest here in the cold under arch pressed and fluttered stuff with down Frogs sleep in mud hiddenContinue reading “Poem: Bridge”
Poem: Wrong Seat
Chair with no backing broken spring in there, somewhere cushion a questionable color pattern select or historic stain must test if still wet Sit here if you like it’s the last chair left and it is just not right Your frame will not fit the Seuss-wobbled structure yet you sit. It is the last chair.Continue reading “Poem: Wrong Seat”
Poem: Maritime Park
shoes on the lineshang to markthe bargaining tablepoint of actionoffice closed for nowdue to weather no hollow eyes to nod at no dirty hands to wave back the fields hereafternoon homesfor the addictsempty snow just left and meltingrows of unfinished snowmen,wordlessly guard overnothing Photo by Ann Bilowz ~SPLaws *** National Poetry MonthContinue reading “Poem: Maritime Park”
Poem: Love’s Wine
Hummingbird heart pushes out toxins of red wine and cabbage Cockroach mind scurries in search of crumbs and dried yellow cheese Desperate parts of me want to love all you offer my stomach not use to pure nectar rejects it Forgive those parts of me that lean against you as a tree planted too closeContinue reading “Poem: Love’s Wine”
Poem: Light Like Love
The wind blows in its fresh breath smell the sunshine on its wave sun shines as a lamp turned on by God Designed to remind me The universe is the big black But where you are now I wish to see you
Event: Poetry Reading
Join local poetsHeather Curtis, Shannon Lawsand Jennifer Bullisfor a poetry reading celebratingNational Poetry Month. April 5, 2014, 7:00 pm Village Books 1200 11th St Bellingham, Washington Come on down to celebrate National Poetry Month and the release of Heather’s new poetry book, “Upon Waking”. “Upon Waking has been inspired by the exploration of landscapes: bothContinue reading “Event: Poetry Reading”
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