I continue to prepare the manuscript of Wounds I Healed: The Poetry of Strong Women for publication, with the editorial expertise of Amazon #1 bestselling poet Gabriela Marie Milton. Both Gabriela and I were deeply moved by the poetry of the many talented contributors to this anthology. We have added our thoughts on the book... Continue Reading →
Submissions are now closed for Gabriela Marie Milton's forthcoming anthology, Wounds I Healed: The Poetry of Strong Women. She will be contacting those who submitted at the end of April/beginning of May. I will be publishing the anthology, with a publication date in early June. Thank you once again to Gabriela for her hard work... Continue Reading →
Dear Readers, I am delighted to share with you that my debut solo poetry collection, 40 Poems At 40, is now published and available from Amazon! I would like to say a special thanks to all those who supported and encouraged me in bringing this project to fruition, especially Gabriela Marie Milton, Nick Reeves and... Continue Reading →
I wantextreme birdsongextreme greenam fortunate to findthese things surround me I seeextreme angerin the eyes of driverscursing traffic cuesand burning fuel, going nowhere asI, bicycling, fly by Extreme clouds pile highin Northern skiesbillow upon billowrattling outpeal upon pealof angry thunder Extreme rainsends bricks and mortar down the drain:where will we live then?Even the third little... Continue Reading →
I've been writing cadralore for a while now, after being introduced to the form by Jane Dougherty, however this was the first time I had submitted any for publication, so I was delighted when two of my poems were chosen for inclusion in Issue 4. I also very much enjoyed attending the gala poetry reading... Continue Reading →
With eyes rolled backwardsthe blind seerhad a visionalmostunclear:motherbrightnessplasma pulsingincandescentiron, boilingblastocyst, this place of generationthis enlightened revelationthat the way we understand the worldis wrongand light drives morethan we in our benighted statecan comprehendtill we explore. © 2022 experimentsinfiction.com. All Rights Reserved. Image by ipicgr from Pixabay Sharing with earthweal's Open Link Weekend #119, in keeping with Sherry's 'Web... Continue Reading →
Testify:don’t just swallow what you seeopen your eyesraise your voicetell your story... I have a new poem up at MasticadoresUSA today: please head over there to continue reading. Many thanks to editor Gabriela for continuing to publish and support my work. This poem fits well with the themes of the anthology Wounds I Healed: The... Continue Reading →
Sleep, lover, near megently, doand in your arms, I'll dream a dream of you Sleep lover, softlythrough the nightto waken with me at the dawn's first light: A lover's lullaby is nothing newbut never was a serenade more true. © 2022 experimentsinfiction.com. All Rights Reserved. Written for dVerse Tonight, Sarah hosts Quadrille, and the watchword is 'sleep.'... Continue Reading →
I want my children to livein a world where there’s a future to grow intoI took the decision to have children in good faithconsidering the implications: the world does not need more people, it needs more people prepared to make a difference I try to educate thembut by the time they’re grown, eco-warrior might not be a... Continue Reading →
Vertiginous winding to the lighthouse topwhere the weak or faint hearted are tempted to stoppressing on, ever on, up the ladder we climbto look over the seascape remembered in rhyme And I do, and I do want to stand with you herelooking over the Bay maybe year after yearas the seagulls below us who bask... Continue Reading →
Reports roll in of a simulation on Russia Today:a thermonuclear explosionrolling a tsunami500m highover the British Isles Of course, it's only posturingwe have our 'independent nuclear deterrent' ironically named (against 'Poseidon') 'Trident'and there must be at least50 different waysto end the world 'If only,' I think 'we weren't experimenting with eachand every one of themat... Continue Reading →
Flush green against the sky in early Maythe mountains in their splendour undulatetowards the valley, beneath clouds of greyfrom dreams of yesterday, new dreams create The mountains in their splendour undulatewhile lovers walk beneath their shadowed gazefrom dreams of yesterday new dreams createas winter love warms into summer days Where lovers walk beneath their shadowed... Continue Reading →
