. Vernal Equinox Germans call this season “frühling.” Spaniards name it “primavera.” Welshmen say the term is “gwanwyn.” Shetland trawlers...

. Equinox Blues Welcome to spring! The last snow may be past,_and bright blue frames the parting clouds.The sun rides...

. My Backyard  . The Campfire Elisha loves to build a fire; His dog is near, she loves to watch...

. The Tundra Swan Its full and light and interfolding feathers __Number ten thousand plus, No wonder that the tundra...

. I Failed I failed so dramatically most early days I failed horribly in most critical ways I failed to...

. Reflections on a Visit to Saint Augustine With each step up the old Castillo wall I pray The hurricane...

. Guitar music for "Sheebag Sheemore" performed by Jeff Eardley. . The Session Monday at the Shamrock Inn, So, the...

. St. Patrick’s Day, 2025 While swathed in swirls of green, some raise a glass Of dark elixir topped with...

. Simple Simon Responds to Sayings of Captain Obvious English literature tends to be wordy. Many tricks are exceedingly dirty....

. Opening extract from Canto 9 DoorWay: Arriving in Aquarius The poet, wrenched from love’s bliss with Seraphina in Canto...

. A Summer Evening The sky begins to cloak its face, Removing every streak of red. Above, two weary flyers...

. Beyond All Words Can words alone, in skill-scribed shape or form— Inspired by muse or writ with feathered plume—...

. Eternally Grounded There’s up and down, forward and back, Of opposites we have no lack. We have the dark...

. Mussolini's Minions ---Segesta, 2012 Entranced, we wander round the temple site.The hot Sicilian sun beats down. I’m frayed,now seek...

. A Fisherman’s Life The fronds of the palm trees sway in the breeze. A lone tiny boat is bounced...

. Cherry Tree One summer day not long ago a man planted a tree, With tender love and patience he...

. Blind Watchmaker A blind watchmaker tinkered for billions of yearswithout blueprints for making his intricate gears.So, he failed many...

. Pumpkin Spice The scent of Autumn lingers in the air With hints of ginger, cinnamon, and clove; At 42nd...

. The Core of War a pantoum The trickster charms and arms both sides--- He funds the ally and the...

. Of Elizabeth Bishop Ms. Bishop is one able–eyed observer;her vision is acute, that’s plain to see.Staring at her, I...

. An Ode to a Hymn “Like aught that for its grace may be Dear, and yet dearer for its...

. Kitchen-Sink Musings It’s International Women’s Day today But as a flunkee in biology I’m told I’m far from qualified...

. Nishijin Weaving In the tranquil heartThere is no scattering ofBlossoms once gathered. ―Satomura Jōha, master of linked verse The...

. Gossiping Hinges Some think we hinges only squeak __because we seek __an oily drop __to make us stop, but...

. Craft ---a conversation between Beauty and Productivity "You don't have time for this, you know." "Says who?" "That daily...

. A Token of Espousal Sister Elisabetta Dardinelli Speaks Concerning the Token of Espousalof Saint Catherine de’ Ricci (1522-1590) Dixit...

. Ode to the Sun . I Oh first and longest-lasting of my friends, Helen Aurelia, how can I express...

. Ashes Before the Lenten ashes fade and thin, I might remind myself of those regrets More earnest than a...

. Seeing the Forest Listen to the rustle of the foliage in the forest, _And note the motes of pollen...

. Give Praise for These Days of Old Age You’re up in the morning, you moan and you groan, You’re...

. The Greatest Time of Fatherhood I know that I’m supposed to say The finest time is now—today. And with...

. A Brief Return Hey, little girl. I’ve come to check on you;To hear your voice, to see your face...

. We Already May Be in Purgatory The Peterson Postulate "What if this life is just a test so we...

. Zelensky Gets a Hard Lesson Zelensky comes strutting, in hope of a payout— Trump and young J.D. are trusting...

. Snapshot It's morning and you rise. You shake your hairAnd stretch yourself a bit, your elbows high,Your blue night...

. Winter at the Pond I scan the pond. Young birches standing there Have given up their leaves. I set...

. Bloat A warrior is battling the bloat Of bulging skivers bleeding strivers dry--- The gloating glut of grubbers kept...

. The Dark Wood: Canto I of Dante’s Inferno by Dante Alighieri (1265-1321) translated by Stephen Binns Midway along the...

. A Show Tonight The young dawn pierces languid night And dips the theater in newborn light. The Shen Yun...

. The Vice Worse than the addiction of a smoker, And harder to get over than cocaine, More drawing than...