Poetry Smash by Eric_Koenig|Published April 18, 2018 Sometimes, among the granular stars when someone smashes a hi-hat like some jazz short-form and all I see is infinity It’s nice to stop for a moment and forget myself.Share this:FacebookTwitterReddit
Published January 25, 2017 Poetry: A Ghazal to My Love A Ghazal The leaves fall to the larks mournful song; where are you my love The jeweled leaves sing their lament harmony; […] Share this:FacebookTwitterReddit
Published June 19, 2020 A Room Where Nothing Happens Doesn’t Exist Nothing to See Here Share this:FacebookTwitterReddit
Published July 7, 2016 Poetry #1: 3 Haiku Blue water, sweet drift Skin glistens, golden crystals I see myself there Wind’s lamentation A caress; a minor key its song for […] Share this:FacebookTwitterReddit
Published April 18, 2020 Shouting Silently I screamed a set at the top of my lungsTo convince myself that I was still hereThe neighbors were louder Share this:FacebookTwitterReddit