Their juggernaut fury bore then, breakneck, on. Iliad, bk 16, ln 702 A horde of chub, toddling out of time, marching in and out of unbalanced lines. Terror of little lives just recently begun. Anyone with a sense of time sees in these wobbling ankles a rising sun. All Chronos’ alms, gathered in grinding […]
Bent over raspberry pie, my tongue the taproot of my soul. Gems jammed and canned, sounding themselves in the crushing. Rushing to the world, sweetening the pie. Glorifying snowmelt and sunshine. Tiny sun-run harvesters, wide loads running row on row of wind. Sweetening the Spirit-breath so it can samba down my tastebuds. Stomp the Paso […]
K.M. Weiland, author of historical and speculative fiction as well as books on the craft of writing, joins us from western Nebraska. Thanks so much for joining us at The Westminster Confession of Funk. It is a real pleasure to be able to ask you a few questions about your work on Creating Character Arcs. […]
For those looking for the text of the Haiku by Seifu-Jo that I quoted on this week’s podcast, here you go. This baby…even when we show him cherry buds… opens eager lips You can find it in the 3rd volume of the Peter Pauper Press collection of Japanese Haiku entitled, Cherry-Blossom.
IN SPITE OF GERMS by Don Marquis Disease, says a prominent scientist, is often transmitted by kissing. — News item The scientist Will still insist There’s danger in romances. And yet the stupid Mister Cupid Keeps on taking chances. Though they affirm A deadly germ Lurks in the sweetest kisses, Let’s hope the day Is far […]