If you have had or currently have a job you loathe, or merely dislike intensely, you know how you feel at the end of the work day and at...

CRAFTING THE POEM Take a look at my Push Broom “exercise” poem from the previous post: Push Broom If patient like the ancient push broom...

So, you don’t know your anapest from your Budapest, your meter from your liter, you’re your Caesura from a salad. If it’s terminology you...

I have nothing to say, but a blog without words is a canvas with no paint. Blog. Such a science-fictiony word. Tell me if it doesn’t...