B.C. poet Shane Koyczan raises $30,000 on Kickstarter.


From Shane Koyczan: Don’t tell Shane Koyczan that poetry doesn’t pay. On Monday, the B.C. spoken word artist launched a Kickstarter for his new poetry bookwith a modest goal: $15,000. The Kickstarter has already hit nearly $30,000 in just two days — that’s more than most poets make in their career. Koyczan first shot to fame for […]

LOOK at the elderly, – Pause


…then we might SEE… When an old man died in the geriatric ward of a nursing home in an Australian country town, it was believed that he had nothing left of any value. Later, when t…he nurses were going through his meagre possessions, They found this poem. Its quality and content so impressed the staff […]

A Destined Encounter.


Coincidence does not exist. Not in my book! Yesterday, a couple came to see me, on the street that is my present home, to have a chat about this and about that. And chat we did, about lots of things, which led to them inviting me to sleep in their flat. Just like that! These […]

Faceless, Nameless…


I’m heavier than heaven… But lighter than air… Simply complex… Darker than fair. Innocently guilty… Of a victimless crime… Frozen in motion… Ahead of my time. Lovingly despised by those that don’t know… Secretly adored by the ebb and the flow. So much more rounded than the average square… But not much smarter than the […]

Affection by Lindell Vecchio


Affection by Lindell Vecchio. I did not get this the first time I read it, but then I did not have my brain switched on. After having read it a second time, I must admit that I find this piece of poetry intriguing, endearing and alas very true. * * * Related articles Affection by […]

Prose that reads like poetry!


I just stumbled onto a site, where there seem to roam some majestic authors. Nothing like the drivel that I write, this is Hemingway quality stuff! The site is called:  Linguistic Playfulness (<- click here!) I am following them with interest. Do join me! Related articles Anything goes when it comes to prose, but… (ask.metafilter.com) […]

Present from Lieven 27.


Lieven Grillaert Come to me, O ye children! For I hear you at your play, And the questions that perplexed me Have vanished quite away. Ye open the eastern windows, That look towards the sun, Where thoughts are singing swallows And the brooks of morning run. In your hearts are the birds and the sunshine, […]