Sunday, January 24, 2021

Poet's Corner

Poet’s Corner

Annette Sandrock is a member of Cleaveland House poets, and has a published book of poetry titled “Labyrinth” for sale at Bunch of Grapes, Edgartown Books, and two bookstores in Lisbon and Porto, Portugal,...

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Chocolate By Laura D. Roosevelt Dark, sweet chocolate — damned confection! Always, you’re my cursed selection. As for pears, or grapes, or melon: I don’t want what they are sellin’. Cocoa, you beckon me, compellin’ Me in the fattening direction. On Blubber’s...

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Jetty By Lucas Thors Jagged boulders jutting out endlessly into the opaque torrent a red bell sings at the end, anticipating icy seaspray. Waves dash upon the rocks freely through cracks and crevices a tern cries a mournful timbre, welcoming the...

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What am I By Valerie Sonnenthal I am the sun on the water's surface a thin layer of warmth fading with day a first memory growing in a warm liquid world I am sky holding changing colors a palette of...

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New Skills By Clark Myers we wash groceries and bags with disinfectant the bottoms of shoes and maintain six feet distant in a kitchen only five feet wide we’ve learned to be OK with endless screen time kids love us the more — tortillas from...

Poet’s Corner: Haikus from coronavirus pandemic time

I miss you and you And you and you and you and You, in quarantine –Theresa Holmes   Ticket in the sand Symphony, Covid canceled Just a lost bookmark –Wendy Palmer   Lucy Vincent Beach Rules for social distancing And the cliff fell down –Daniel Schlozman   Lucy Vincent...

Poet’s Corner: Haikus from coronavirus pandemic time

When a bud opens Is it truly in flower If no one is there? –David Forbes * Gilligan's Island Isolated family Save me professor –Theresa Holmes * empty main street in Falmouth only things missing are the tumbleweeds –Michael Francis Oliviera * The Big Wave I paddled out far, I am...

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I Am A … By Ivy Marcella (June 29, 1985 – June 21, 2005) I am a soul rebel, a wave crashing, gliding across my imagination. I am in the dark alone, nervous of the dark, but going off to sleep. I...

Poet’s Corner: Haikus from coronavirus pandemic time

Beautiful Flowers By Emery Fullin Beautiful flowers We play in the sun all day I love the colors Emery Fullin is in third grade, and lives in Vineyard Haven. She loves to go in the ocean all months of...

Poet’s Corner: Haikus from coronavirus pandemic time

Stuck in a vacuum operating a vacuum which really does suck My wife chastened me for not wearing protection — emaskulated Did Cinderella hate the endless housework as much as I do now Hey COPD looking good! No wonder you took my breath away My cat...

Poet’s Corner: More haikus from coronavirus pandemic time

Deadline was Friday Saturday Sunday Monday Will finish Tuesday –Kate Feiffer The streets are empty No one playing on the beach A new silent spring –David Forbes Masks masks everywhere Are you smiling or frowning I miss all the smiles –Jill Freedberg 100,000 an ocean of tears...

Poet’s Corner: Haikus from Coronavirus Time

Pandemic book list Grabbed from a healthier time Still not compelling –Nancy Aronie Planting this season Gardenia in the garden Six eyes will see it. –Kate Feiffer First I lifted weights But before long I was all: “Mint julep sans pants!” –Nicki Galland Yesterday, zoom, zoom Away...

Poet’s Corner: Corona

Corona It’s Everywhere And Nowhere The kids gathering at sunset on East Chop The ghosts shuffling through the shelves at the grocery I see Streamers Wisps of what floating through the air And cries Of forgetting And of Loneliness Everyone’s screaming in silence Everything’s silence in your head Jordan Wallace...

Poet’s Corner: The New Normal

Where we used to stop and share we now shout six feet apart or mime to one another muted under heavy cotton This is our new normal Working from home, teaching ourselves to bake bread, planting our gardens, driving less we find...

Poet’s Corner: Coronaikus

Coronaikus By Michael Oliveira upon reflection that mirror guy is starting to get on my nerves heh heh heh heh heh staccato delivery helicopter laugh the past behind me yet the nagging feeling it’s going to lap me loved the Lone Ranger when young: now I...

Poet’s Corner: Fridge Contents Writing Assignment

Fridge Contents Writing Assignment By Nancy Slonim Aronie I have reams and reams of paper In case I write a book But now with time and this assignment My fridge I'll take a look Oy, all I see is heavy cream Organic,...

Poet’s Corner: Out of an Abundance of Caution

Out of an Abundance of Caution By Fan S. Ogilvie I regret to inform you that life as it never was is closed for repairs for cleaning for more agreeable and compatible existence with all creatures of this...

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Two Poems by Gerald Storrow The appetites we brought To dinner at our house Were small. Food was good, But what we wished to eat, Beyond the veggies and the meat, Wasn't on the bill of fare at all: Meaning for...

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I Am the Hug By Don McLagan I am the hug you didn’t get — the bosom-soft embrace, a rugged chest-bump that didn’t press your heart. There are no arms to sweep you up like Dad’s when he came home. There is...
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