Poetry Uncategorized Poetry: Avant le Tempete by Eric_Koenig|Published May 8, 2017-Updated May 8, 2017 The cool salt air stirs Sprays green quiet And she watches the clouds gathering, growing, grinding Waiting for the teardrop wet to Call them to armsShare this:FacebookTwitterReddit
Published November 13, 2020 The Ascension finds Sufjan Stevens in Crisis: Album Review “Is it all for nothing? Is it all part of a plan?” In 2018, Sufjan Stevens was nominated for Best Original Song […] Share this:FacebookTwitterReddit
Published August 8, 2017 Haiku breezes sing sorrow against the tired cliff face rocks erosion creeps on Share this:FacebookTwitterReddit
Published August 8, 2017 The Stream: 8.7.17 It’s very easy to be de-moralized, at times. I joke regularly about my lack of readership. Partially because defending myself is harder […] Share this:FacebookTwitterReddit
Published April 13, 2020 A Momentary Lapse of Existence the light orangeI haven’t left my apartment in a month and I’m not a recluse but I’m reading Thomas Pynchon half-naked afterbarely […] Share this:FacebookTwitterReddit