Air bites, nips at nose skin, limbs, fingers gnawed on. Snow flurries cascade down from gray skies. Thank you for reading! -Alina
October Update: The Shining, Halloween, and My Novel
October has flown by and with less than two weeks left there isn’t much left to do but wait for November. The famous line from the movie, “All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy” was nowhere in the book. A creative add-on by Kubrick. The Shining Yesterday, I finished reading Stephen King’s…
Leaves Twirling [poem #449]
Wind blows, leaves twirling in invisible cyclones…
World Enters [poem #448]
“World enters, a muck, gathering…”
Sun Gone [poem #447]
A short abstract poem synthesizing winter weather and the inner self that reflects an larger picture. Excerpt: “Boiling sun gone…”