New York Pitch Conference Reviews, Algonkian Writer Conferences, and Poetry Forums

A shower like rain enliven the dawn. Cool and pleasant the garden appears fresh and lively. The droplets on the flowers glitter like diamond, the leaves shine as emerald, emanating a soft silky reflection. As if in a trance I stand all the while holding to the gate without opening, with the keys. Th...

Moon's fierce seems far fetched.

A cousin of mine from Singapore calls at six in the morning, I am at the main door unlatching, She warns the mutation of the virus behaves with a vengeance, Stay home! I appreciate her concern, but at the same time the caution sends an alarm, Unable to go ahead with the chores, I stand mute. The sac...

Going away and coming back, a migration of the mind.

Brilliant!

Lush black hair silky and soft. dangles so pretty on my shoulders, enhance the skin colour granting a charm, I look fair and young. Losing little of the dark hue the hair lacks luster, still holds an intensity tied up like a bun rests quiet on the lower neck producing a maturity, I turn responsible,...

Bob, a wonderful poem,
Michael has given some suggestions and will workshop further.
Waiting for his take on this poem,

A squabble between a wife and her husband one abusing the other verbally and physically. is the recent talk of the town, She drives the man out of his own house, hides his mobile, behaves atrorcious, starves hi, spats and screams, engages in sly innuendos, making life horrible. To escape her brutali...

Waves in the ocean rise up once most with froth and fury then fall down recede to the shore. The splutter, the splash the fall down with a thud are terrific to watch eliciting fear and awe. The first wave of the current pandemic, a mild infection took wings spread across the world turning deadly. Hu...

MIchael ,

Thanks,

I have cut and pasted your version.
It reads better.

Living without legs I see through imagination unable to move. mauled limbs jut out like stumps. Same as to be sans hands a disability marked, pick and take, write and erase a statehood of constraint Bereft of eyesight darkness encompasses colours remain unknown figures equally concealed Loss of smel...

Like the ending, Bob,

Emily Dickinson,
who I hold closer to my heart
than I can ever imagine
holding either prose

or lover.

Another privileged cow is roaming free on the road, unmindful of of the bikes and cars that hoot and halt, with a bell around the neck, keeps on crossing. These creatures, revered in India as a personification of the Hindu Goddess, Lakshmi, relish a free from pelting to shoo status, not allowed to a...

Love well expressed.

Socrates, as he is known, talks of his wisdom speaks of his knowledge with an air. Pride being his virtue he tells us of his reading the scriptures, A scholar of note helps him to understand. Knowing him well for the past years I suppress my surprise when one of his kin comes up with Socrates's vers...

Bob,
I will make it short.
Thanks.

Massaging my younger son's head with hot sesame oil I make the other two sit on the stools. The eldest one, dips his fingers into the bowl, Ouch! he cries. The second one runs to help his brother, he places his hand right in the middle. Screaming both of them half clad run out of the bathroom making...

A good story poem.

Bob,
I will tweak and trim while revising.
Thanks for the inputs.

Fascinated by a little boy, just eight ears old who jumps on the bed tumbles on the sofa climbs the steps in supersonic speed cycles even more faster. Fear and amazement place me in a piquancy. He is a bundle of joy to behold His eyes sparkle with mischief. Animated, he is, so to say, to contain him...

I have revised, Michael.

Thanks, Michael.
I miss out on punctuations. Yes it should be Twice, Twice. In fact I wanted to have it but as always posted without revising.
I have to revise incorporating your suggestions.

Revision - Twice he calls, wishes twice, says everything twice. He orders twice dials twice guffaws twice. We call him "Twice-Twice," teasingly. "To make doubly sure," he explains. And even then of course, twice. He knocks twice nods twice bathes twice. Once, served twice the same breakfast he order...

On The Banks Of River Ganges River Ganges flows in silence, in its journey meets cross sections of people. Quietly provides solace, to the guilty, to the cruel, to those who feel for the misdoings. A dip in the holy waters purifies one, destroys the sins papanasam . Good find beatitude, bad receive ...

I am not very sure, Michael.
I leave it to your choice,
You let me know,
Then I will come with it,
Till then,
Best
Meena