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Words... My bread and butter,my warm bath-water,my crystal clear lake in the height of summer:my home. My perfect mirrorof life all a-glimmerreflecting the light in myself and in others:shine on. My light in darknessin every dim recessof human unkindness you fear not to goand so I know me betterthrough words I utterwhether scribbled on paper... Continue Reading →
This week's challenge is an Ekphrastic challenge, in other words, writing a poem in response to a work of art. This week's judge and three-time EIF Poetry Challenge winner, Nick Reeves, has provided the artwork featured in today's post, which will be your prompt. Ekphrastic Poetry The word 'ekphrastic' comes from the Ancient Greek ἐκφράζειν (ekphrázein) ,... Continue Reading →
The only war I know is a war with myself and that is quite enough war for anyoneI fought it for such a long time until I realised I didn’t need to. Then there are those other wars: the ones that happen on the outside I’m happy to say I’ve never been involved in one;perhaps it's a privilege. Women don’t... Continue Reading →
February’s a fine monthof snowdrops and crocuses, thefirst whisperings of early spring:can you hear themfighting for breathbeneath the sleeping earth?Place your ear to the groundthrough the dustyou may justhear them sing. February's a fun monththe month that I was born, andI still celebrate this re-awakening though I'm a long time grown:this poet's monthseedlings of songsand... Continue Reading →
I've felt a special affinity with birds of prey since I was a teenager. I identified with them as solitary hill-loving creatures like me, who haunted the heights of my beloved Lake District. I saw many buzzards and kestrels, a mating pair of ospreys and even a peregrine falcon once, but never the Golden Eagle.... Continue Reading →
This week, over at The Flippant, Comic, and Serious Priscilla (pictured) is feeling a little down in the dumps. She's very upset that people don't seem to care about the correct usage of the possessive apostrophe. She asked Don to come up with a poem to cheer her up, and I think he might just... Continue Reading →
Since my last Quarantine Diary entry, I've been rather busy. We've moved house as a family and gone through the rigmarole of enrolling the children in their brand new school and nursery. In Slovenia, schools and nurseries re-opened this week for all ages up to third grade. My eldest son was given an extra week... Continue Reading →
Seen from the glittering shores of the Southlands, Mt. Nanos looks peacefully majestic. But on a wild winter’s night it is far from this. It is a dark and hostile place where dread winds blow, and the route below is fraught with danger. The mountain marks a watershed between the inland climate which is temperate,... Continue Reading →
Izola is a small fishing town on the Slovenian coast, which retains much of its Venetian character. It boasts a picturesque marina affording stunning views across the Adriatic Sea towards Venice, and some great restaurants serving up local delicacies and of course the freshest of seafood! History of Izola Izola seen from the nearby hill... Continue Reading →
A whole four weeks of micro-poetry have flown by here at EIF! Once again, I have stuck mainly to the Tanka format for this week's Tweets. I may try some other forms or free verse next week. I am really enjoying the stunning contributions from other Twitter poets, and two who definitely deserve a mention... Continue Reading →
