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Linkage on Holiday — Day 3

September 14, 2010 by lara

In Which There Are Marching Bands and Plants

For breakfast this morning we had marching bands. Then a tour of the Ethno-botanical gardens at Santo Domingo. You can read all about it on Ms. Shoes blog.

I believe in the image, the line, the stanza, the iambic foot, the perfect word. Assonance, slant rhymes, that the formal forms still have a place in modern poetry. I believe that Shakespeare wrote the plays. I believe in a constitutional amendment outlawing poetry about poetry and the use of the word “suffuse.” I believe in revision, interlinear translations, publishing in print — not on-line, and I believe in long, slow, deep, wet poems that last three days.

(after Ron Shelton)

Stinker

Once upon a time there was a little boy who had both a dog and a monster. This boy spent his summer days with the dog traveling out with him in the morning and returning each afternoon in the hottest part of the day to cool in the shade of the back porch with the […]

Questionable

Not quite a day late, but pretty much a dollar — or a piece of software and a margin change — short. So without further ado — or proper inking — I give you the first installment of The Big G.

Umbrella

Tomas looked down from the balcony. This house, the house he’d grown up in, was old, faded. The cool blues and sweet melons of his childhood forgotten and replaced with dry grays and dingy mustards. It was as if his mother had taken all of the color with her when she left. Papa had told […]

Line-by-Line

When I left, it was winter. I had arrived on a clear cold August night. Stopping on the butte overlooking the canyon, I wondered if there was any reason not to simply continue riding north. To be continued… First line courtesy of The Oracle. But yours won’t be the same.

In Which There Are Marching Bands and Plants

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