Springtime melody
disturbing the canopy,
as the breeze freshens.
Flute, recorder, piccolo,
in speckled, feathered mantle
Monthly Archives: March 2017
Ronovan writes Haiku #142, a tribute to Greenwich Mean Time, once more in hibernation
Life will be refreshed
in the springing of the year
but one hour later
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Writespiration#108 52 Weeks in 52 Words The switch
Arnold was ready. At sixteen, this was the last time he would feel this shame. His father raised the switch. Arnold turned, snatched it from his hand, struck his father on the cheek. A thin line of blood showed. His father’s eyes opened wide, as did his mouth in a loud Oh!
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Haiga
Age of innocence,
the burden of his childhood,
a monochrome life
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Ronovan writes Haiku #141
Once golden tresses
reddened by a single blow
fluttered in the breeze
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The Woods, the Trees, and The A3
The opportunities keep coming in. Without submissions, the written words of the many will not be printed and therefore available for digestion by the many. Keep them well-stocked so that we can introduce ourselves to the best.
We’re busy as beavers here a
t The A3 Review, assembling Issue #6 and choosing the overall cash-prize winners. The issue will be out in early April, and we’re wild about the fact that ShortStops’ own Tania Hershman will be our Guest Writer!
Meanwhile, talking about wildness, Issue #7 is already, ahem, logging up entries for our March contest on the theme of Forests and Woods (deadline is March 25th).
Woodlands have inspired writers and artists for hundreds of years – now it’s your turn. Submit stories, poems and art inspired by the arboreal! Whether it’s tropical, mystical, tundral (is that even a word?!), or your own backyard. So many folktales and fairytales happen in forests. Find a story you love and update it. Think “Little Red Riding Hood”, “Hansel and Gretel”, and Baba Yaga. Think: Robin Hood or Tarzan. Be outrageous. Be controversial. Surprise us with new…
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Haiga
Dashing daffodils
replace retiring snowdrops
pastel season shades
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Ronovan writes Haiku prompt #140
“A twist of lemon,”
I shout to the bartender,
“your gin is too dry.”
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Ronovan writes #139
So where is the King,
on the day I lose my head
he will forgive me
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10 of the Best William Wordsworth Poems Everyone Should Read
For many a day now i do declare,
I have searched for writing Oh so fair
but now these pages do impart
such wonderful aural works of art.
A masterful selection.
The best Wordsworth poems
William Wordsworth (1770-1850) became an institution. Almost literally, in fact: he came to embody the starting-point of English Romanticism through his early collaboration with Samuel Taylor Coleridge on Lyrical Ballads (1798) and his famous preface, published two years later in the second edition, calling for poetry which uses direct, natural human speech rather than overly ornate language and diction. In 1843 he became the UK Poet Laureate, and wrote barely a word more. But in his lifetime he wrote a great amount of poetry, in various forms and modes. Below are ten of Wordsworth’s very best poems, with a little bit about them.
‘Composed upon Westminster Bridge’. This sonnet, written in 1802, praises the beauty of London in the early morning light, as the poet stands on Westminster Bridge admiring the surrounding buildings.
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