Have you ever tried to dissect a poem and work out where the magic is hidden? Tried to find which words or phrases leave that imprint that you can feel for days afterwards but can never quite place? I do this frequently and never more so than after reading a poem by one of my all-time favourite poets, Jim Pascual Agustin.
It’s been a little while since my last featured poet post – I still haven’t figured out a way to quit my day job and write full time – but I know this next post will more than make up for the delay. When I contacted Jim to ask if he’d consider appearing as a guest on my blog, I had no idea how much effort he would put into his responses. I hope you will be blown away like I was. Without further ado, please enjoy:
The Scar Examined at Midnight
tell me about that. that scar.
it is a burn. something has grown
over it that mimics skin.
my memory goes blurry
when you smoke.
i know you need to, but please don’t.
or i won’t tell you the story.
it is not a burn…
–> Read the full poem and Jim’s bio here: The Scar Examined at Midnight
This month I’d like to introduce you to the poetry of the incredibly talented Mia from Copper Cranes. For me, Mia’s writing is a shining light in the Word Press universe. Profoundly deep, intuitive, imaginative and so beautifully constructed, Mia puts her heart and soul into every post and writes without fear or compromise. But it’s something more than that. Despite the complexity of Mia’s ideas, she conveys her thoughts with a grace and elegance that makes you feel as if the poem was written for you alone.
Copper Cranes is bursting with some of the greatest poetry you’ll find on the Internet and well worth a look. In the meantime, please enjoy:
Lit my last cigarette
With a match
That could never be
I stood as black carbon
Final indifference —
Kerosene and gasoline;
Fanning the flames
Hiding high crimes
All the while
Whitewashing ugly pretty…
–> Read the full poem and Mia’s bio here: Ether by Mia
This month’s featured poet on Days of Stone is my talented friend, A. M. Yeager.
Al’s writing frequently has a darkness to it that captures me, entices me, pulls me in and spits me out, bruised, battered and grateful for the ride. I can’t quite describe what ‘it’ is other than to say her writing holds me enthralled. Her poetry is mysterious, often unsettling, but also raw and soothing in a subliminally-familiar kind of way. Her imagery can be stark, but also beautiful and there are always worlds lurking in the shadows behind her few, well-chosen words.
I could go on and on about the enjoyment her writing brings me, instead – head on over to https://pensanderasers.wordpress.com/ and experience the magic for yourself.
In the meantime, please enjoy:
In the Days of Kings
by A. M. Yeager
I can’t remember anymore
how the wind used to breathe
across the plane of my face
or how the sun skipped across
the glass surface of a lake…
-> Read the full poem and Al’s bio here: Featured poet – A. M. Yeager
I’m honoured to have a selection of my haiku poetry featured on Houseboat.
Houseboat a fantastic online journal that showcases a wide range of writers and artists.
Rose is delightful to work with and always looking for new contributors.
Thank you for your support and a Merry Christmas to all.