Words flaming out of your lips hold me down hold me pressed against the floor, littered with broken glass soaked in blood. Thank you for reading! Please follow or subscribe to read more poems! -Alina
Category: Poetry
Reflective Screen [poem #273]
“Reflective screen tell me where to go, who to be…”
Weaver (poem #272)
Woven threads patterns moving under fingers with craft and cunning, created to hold bodies of blood for futures to come. Thank you for reading! Please follow or subscribe to read more poems! -Alina
Days Left Behind (poem #271)
Heartfelt and heart ache minds dreaming of days left behind, lost to a past that was not cold and alone. Thank you for reading! Please follow or subscribe to read more poems! -Alina
Review: “E.E. Cummings: A Selection of Poems”
I recently finished reading this book of poems, a selection of poems by E.E. Cummings, this collection featured fantastic poems that display Cummings love for the written word, skills in typography and his particular use of punctuation and enjambment. Originally published in 1923 this selection contains poems that might be considered risky even in the…