Poems that don’t quite make it

As I've mentioned ad nauseum at this point, I have over 365 poems (or poems that turned into short stories) which I wrote between September 2023 and September 2024, and I've been going through them and deciding which should seek "official" publication and which are either just so bad (or angry, or personal) they should … Continue reading Poems that don’t quite make it →

These aren’t haiku

Doorknob reflection square colours that travelled far black hole round centre Shibumi surprise effortless state of grace yet such a silly face Birds dart from bush in snow – refocus – small black cat wanting to get home

Poem bloopers

One little poem without a name - So much salt and sun last year's $5 water dish cracks spilling offering third time out this year dogs passing by keep panting. A second even littler poem without a name - Why should I listen to the fashion advice of you, who wears that hat? And a … Continue reading Poem bloopers →

Maybe (a poem)

It’s six o’clock which is not early but it is not late and I am awake The rooster down the street who still might be a hen anyway no one has turned them in it’s crowing again Dawn has already arrived the sky is already quite bright in the distance I can hear work trucks … Continue reading Maybe (a poem) →

Red Eyes and Tired Lungs – An Anthology of Wild Fire – Update

A photograph of a hardcover book edition of "Red Eyes and Tired Lungs - an anthology of wildfire"- edited by Asha Jade Goodwin against a background of lawn grass and a small saskatoon berry bush in bloom. Also I think I see some comfrey plant in there too. It was a bit of a chilly … Continue reading Red Eyes and Tired Lungs – An Anthology of Wild Fire – Update →