Stone dead. my mam used to say each summer in the garden that "a bee will get in your ear and burrow down and it'll sting you stone dead" - perhaps to teach me I should clean my earwax. though I don't know - is that a common lesson? sitting at the table … Continue reading Poems by D.S. Maolalai
Tommy Haiku #141-145
By Thomas Page White on blacktop, stark Declarations of commands To obey the known law. Facades of stone and Wood with white paneling o’er Vivid colored signs Shivering sun ignited With the frigid air Of new winter Frosted glass, white panels, Sleigh bells on leather straps ‘round A ring on doorknob. Slow as molasses Time … Continue reading Tommy Haiku #141-145
Academy of the Heart And Mind 