Poetry Friday

THE FIRST POEM of the day will be calm and gentle, a stumbling, messy easing in, fingers gently on the typer, becoming familiar with the shape of the keys, the sound of the hammer and the form of the letters, it will be a chance to breathe, to gather some momentum, to look at the […]

Honku (redux) in multiple parts

According to the Mop, it’s Poetry Friday. So, inspired by the book shown below, here is my contribution: Honku: The Zen Antidote to Road Rage O fixed-gear rider, I envy your freedom as you blow past the honks. Messenger, ride hard! Make a delivery and pick up the next tag. Brakeless, back pedal, skidding to […]