March 2012 ~ Helen Hagemann

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Poem for the Day - Ode to Grandparents

Ode to Grandparents Your faces shine like oval moons over the green gate, rose blossoms at your feet. You left, marking a passage of time forced through the sea in grey light. Your voices return through the silence, spreading coins on a kitchen counter. Us, mischievous kids bypassing the deli for shrinking waves at Manly our feet rushing back in their thunderous return. The blossoms are swept away, gate abandoned. Curvature of...

Fairly proud of myself, even if I do say so myself! Check out my reading of an excerpt from a chapter called "Stealer of Secrets". This is from my novel-in-progress 'The Ozone Café.' - Oh, deadlines, deadlines, must get on with it. Varuna, Writers House B...

Hilarious Graphic for the Day - Lost Dog!

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Poem by Bob Adamson

David Aspden's yellow tree by Bob Adamson The yellow tree's a shadow so dark it's invisible we know it's there oh we know exactly where the painting will sail on to meet its maker's grandchildren one day in a stainless museum they'll look up and say nothing but turn inward as the tree seems to be asking us to do so that you may perhaps meet some traveller there...

Poems for the Day, Driving to the City, Dublin 2011 (from the Irish Suite)

Driving to the City, Dublin 2011 On route to the M1, doubt is released as verges widen, and a diesel tractor bumps off its hay. I hand over one euro-eighty to uniforms who witness and laugh at my accent and loss at the Rugby match. My diminishing fuel is mea culpa. I've made an appointment at County Rentals ending a kind of chaos opening the tank. Near...

10 Questions to Ask Before you E-Publish

Article about e-publishing With an avalanche of new services promising to help writers self-publish or distribute their e-books even better and more profitably before, it’s imperative that writers educate themselves about how these services typically operate—plus read the fine print of any new service before deciding to commit. Read o...