The Ghazal Project: Week Two

  This week’s prompt was  “What does spring taste like”, and wow, did I get some delicious responses! From ‘black coffee’ to ‘ ice melting into a mountain stream’, the poetic possibilities were endless. And yet, I had to pick only one.   Lemon, mint and ginger.  Healing that stings and soothes. It reminds me ofContinue reading “The Ghazal Project: Week Two”

Firesmoke

And so, April comes to an end. A month of low temperatures, frigid rain and obstacles is over. When T.S Eliot wrote “April is the cruellest month”, he knew what he was talking about. If I could give this April a vocabulary, some of the words would be: endurance, frustration, elation, perseverance, realization, patience. WhenContinue reading “Firesmoke”