Happy Poetry Month, Gothic Novel Read, Poetry Collection by Jason Preu

two books by Jason Preu upon table, morningtime, captured within bright flashes of sun After I’d completed reading a new poetry book from author Jason Preu, one I’d picked to read first, The Avocado Among Other Fruits and wrote down my immediate impressions, I realized then it is April 1st and so begins Poetry Month!…… Continue reading Happy Poetry Month, Gothic Novel Read, Poetry Collection by Jason Preu

An Island Novel I’d Read And My 1 Minute Impromptu Play About Writing Poetry

my cat Peeko was sure to get to it first This is the first novel I’d read (titled The House at the Edge of Night), which combined mainly southern Italian characters with some British ones, as in a British man gets swept up onto the coast of this remote Italian island, Castellamare, during wartime. I’d…… Continue reading An Island Novel I’d Read And My 1 Minute Impromptu Play About Writing Poetry

The Prairie Post: Willa Cather’s Set of Novels, O Pioneers!….

I will be reading my poem tomorrow, Friday, March 11th at Indelible’s online Poetry Launch event that will take place at 10 AM EST. This scene, from my balcony in Massachusetts, of at first, very thickly-frosted pine trees all morning giving way to dripping and trickling onto the melting ground with such warm winter sun,…… Continue reading The Prairie Post: Willa Cather’s Set of Novels, O Pioneers!….

A Sketch Just Because…and More Happiness…Continues

Beginning with Feb. 2, ’22: Maybe sketch something just because it is fun to do. I did this one earlier… Masquerade Party—the masks left behind are still lively…and a little boat that is a coconut! This dream lady is flying up to give someone a fully blossomed flower… This sketch wasn’t made to be a…… Continue reading A Sketch Just Because…and More Happiness…Continues

It Could Be Gold or Silver or Green…Or Blush or Frost…

new kitchen towels 🙂☺️ The Year Begins with a Scare Excited to suddenly find recordings on YouTube of Edna St. Vincent Millay reading her poetry aloud herself, I decided to play the one on the blog for my cat Peeko one night since she’s been his favorite poet out of ones he’s heard, and like…… Continue reading It Could Be Gold or Silver or Green…Or Blush or Frost…