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2306: Everywhere Poems
An Everywhere Poem: A View Through Vaseline Lilac blooms ‘tweensteel rails, click and plink,luggage sways in the aisle, his shoes relax at angleson the seat opposite.I glance away from the sign “No feet on seats”. Scented air:Perfumedsour sweatand coffee. Cantonese;French;Arabic. Station announcement in English. A woman nods off.Jerks awake. Mid June is juicy green,ivy on…
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2306: Brigid’s Diary – A Six
Part 14, Brigid’s Diary: Winter, 1836 – 1841, Cagnes-sur-Mer, France Where Waiting Is Believing The arbours are vine-brittle skeletons touched with ice; terracotta pots lay shattered by winter’s slow fist, and even the small grey angels above the door have surrendered to grimaces. For these five years, we’ve lived in a stone cottage adjoining the…
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2206: The Liturgy
Liturgy for a Long Absence — Cagnes-sur-Mer, 1836 – 1841 Where Waiting Is Believing I. The Winter That SettledWinter settled into the stone cottagelike a tenant who refuses to leave.The vines are bare,brittle,skeletal.Their fingers scratching at the skyand demanding warmththe season refuses to give. Even the small angelic statuesin the garden grimace at the cold,their…
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The Old Woman With No Cat
The Welcome Gift(Or: How to Empty a Sardine Tin with Dignity) The cat stands at the fence,tail high,expression beatific,a tin of French sardines clutched in his jaws,empty, of course.Carefully emptied.Licked clean with the reverenceof a monk at prayer. He places it delicately on the top rail,nudges it toward the dog’s side,and steps back, expectant. “A…
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2006: Journal of Thoughts
Fingering Morning arrivedwithout the insistenceof a sharp bell, only breeze through windows, fingering the pleatsof the curtain, breathingas if the house itselfhad decided to wake slowly. The alarmforgot its duty and I,for once,agreed. Some images created with Midjourney; all writing is authentically my own original work.©Misky 2006-2026.
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2006: Journal of SenHai
The Drunk Philosopher Returns Senryu (2)the cliffs watch the wavesargue with the beach each dayand call it weather or maybe: sea cliffs watch the wavesargue with the beach each daysame old marriage Haikubroad shoulder sea cliffseach wave arrives convincedit is the first Written for Susi’s SenHai Saturday #57 Photo by Kellen Riggin on Unsplash Song: Wild Woman by Calum Graham . Not…
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2006: Everywhere Poems
An Everywhere Poem: In a Highly Refrigerated Shopping Centre they’ve given it a name.a heat dome. as though we can’t feelthat it’s hot. some things are simple. Heat.It’s hot.Simple. mounting a stoolin a restaurant is not one of them. ‘…is that booth taken?I’m moving,if it’s okay with you. If I fall off this stool,it’ll put…
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1906: Everywhere Poems
An Everywhere Poem: Rain-Streaked downcast.soddenas a pouting toddler. I shake the rainfrom the peonies — icy pinkand dejected. he texts:did you hear that? yes,I reply, it’s thunder. I grab my phone, snap a photoof thunder. switch to video and waitfor the next flashof lightning. we’ve lost power. same as it will besame as everywhere Everywhere…
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1806: A Thursday Door
Dan’s Thursday Doors opened the way to share my love of doors — of all sorts. I’ve trawled through my photos and found a few to share. Bushboy (Brian Dodd) also shares photos of doors from his his journeys. ©Misky 2022-2026 Shared on X #amwriting @bushboywhotweet and @DAntion
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Ten Things of Thankful
An interesting week that ended with all is well. 1) I am thankful for quick meals. A Spanish tortilla of onion and potato, and a lot of eggs. ¡Esto está delicioso! It’s difficult to see from the photo, but it’s about 2″ high. 2) All of the tomato seedlings are now proper plants, and growing…
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