Progressive Poem

2018 Progressive Poem, photo of spiral staircase

For the second April in a row, I’m contributing a line, the eleventh here, to a community poem, developed like film in different darkrooms, forming a picture-poem for kids:

Nestled in her cozy bed, a seed stretched.
Oh, what wonderful dreams she had had! Continue reading

2017 Progressive Poem

I’m here to tell you that building a poem with 29 other poets has shivered my timbers and set my castle alight. Read down, and you will see my line, bold and italicized, emerge like a flying monkey from the otherwise well-mannered unfolding. I think it may be carrying a torch. Or is that my hair on fire? (Terror, you cannot defeat me.)

2017 Kidlitosphere Progressive Poem

The Secret Inside the Book

I’m fidget, friction, ragged edges—
I sprout stories that frazzle-dazzle, Continue reading