Tag Archives: poetics

Corvid

Posted on November 6, 2019 by Maggie C

You perch in silhouette on overhead power lines, a black bird cutout from the gray-mottled clouds. I’ve read that you recognize faces, and can distinguish the friendly from the ill-willed. I’ve read that you can even pass that specific discernment … Continue reading →

Posted in Animalia, nature, poetry | Tagged black, corvid, crow, dVerse, poetics, poetry | 9 Comments

Invisible

Posted on February 5, 2019 by Maggie C

You didn’t see me. You watched my reflection turn in a direction you chose not to see. You didn’t hear me. You thought I was sleeping. In fact, I was weeping. You chose not to hear. You didn’t touch me. … Continue reading →

Posted in humanity, poetry, serious stuff | Tagged dVerse, invisible, poetics, poetry, relationships | 27 Comments

Overload

Posted on January 15, 2019 by Maggie C

“I can’t do this anymore!” The laptop stares at me from the kitchen table where I sit, defeated head fallen into helpless hands. It has stalked me from my work office to my home. Black and white pixels layer documents … Continue reading →

Posted in humanity, poetry, serious stuff | Tagged confessional verse, dVerse, frustration, mental health, poetics | 29 Comments

On Time

Posted on January 1, 2019 by Maggie C

Who invented time? I mean, really… before there were calendars and watches and birthdays and scheduling apps and • b • u • l • l • e • t journals, who decided we need to slice and dice our … Continue reading →

Posted in humanity, poetry | Tagged cycles, dVerse, linear time, poetics, poetry, time, what if | 54 Comments

world afire

Posted on November 27, 2018 by Maggie C

Had we only raked the forest floors we could have stopped the fires. If we built a higher wall, tear gas wouldn’t cross the border. There is no global warming; can’t you feel the cold rain falling on the fallen? … Continue reading →

Posted in humanity, poetry, serious stuff | Tagged anger, borders, dVerse, fire, flames, forest, global warming, poetics, tear gas | 44 Comments

Let Sleepy Towns Lie

Posted on August 29, 2018 by Maggie C

The sands of time had ground to dust. The wheels of justice left the bus. My day in court long overdue, due process – it seemed – had stood me up. This sleepy town gave me arrest for stealing nest … Continue reading →