by Keith Mankin | Apr 27, 2021 | Uncategorized
“i count the morningstars the air so sweet i turnriverdark with sound.” Sonia Sanchez, “Haiku [i count the morning] Haiku forces the poet to compress her imagery into versatile and breathtaking verbal offerings like “riverdark with sound.” The image...
by Keith Mankin | Apr 23, 2021 | Uncategorized
“Old Eben Flood, climbing alone one nightOver the hill between the town belowAnd the forsaken upland hermitageThat held as much as he should ever knowOn earth again of home, paused warily.” Edward Arlington Robinson, “Mr. Flood’s Party” Sympathetic and...
by Keith Mankin | Apr 22, 2021 | Uncategorized
“…If you like-I’ll be furiously flesh elemental,or – changing to tones that the sunset arouses -if you like-I’ll be extraordinary gentle,not a man, but – a cloud in trousers!” Vladimir Mayakovsky, “A Cloud in Trousers” A lyrical...
by Keith Mankin | Apr 21, 2021 | Uncategorized
“I have eatenthe plumsthat were inthe iceboxand whichyou were probablysavingfor breakfastForgive methey were deliciousso sweetand so cold” William Carlos Williams. “This Is Just to Say”I have an ongoing debate whether this is a poem or an actual...
by Keith Mankin | Apr 20, 2021 | Uncategorized
“The fog comeson little cat feet. It sits lookingover harbor and cityon silent haunchesand then, moves on.” Carl Sandburg, “The Fog” Oh, the audacity of this tiny poem! One image distilled into description and a small action. Almost haiku in its...
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