Reading Billy Collins
or Bukowski
or Sharon Olds
Is like watching
Ted Williams hit
or
Steve Jobs sell a concept
or
Larry Bird see the court
or
Steven Hawking think.
I have aspired to
all these skills
and try my best.
But ..
Keep walking
More from the ditch
Poetry
Midnight Shadows by Timothy Wilkinson
Midnight Shadows Tree-cast shadows upon the fence In moonlit darkness Twilight sent Bold and black they linger there On sun-bleached pine In sultry air But shades of that from which…
PoetryInversion by David Russomano
Inversion Almost the exact opposite of those birds you hear singing in nearby hedges, but can’t see: this hawk, perched on a low-hanging branch unobscured by leaves, its talons sunk…
PoetryWicked Waltz by Lorraine Cipriano
Wicked Waltz Born in the age of phonographs in a small sinister place that was in the middle of Inwood, Indiana where secrets were better left unspoken because of the…