Strange Sundays Poetry: Death Comes to Me Again, a Girl. Today’s poem is a short, beautifully unexpected poem about death. Sublime and sensory, it’ll haunt you. #readmorepoetry #poems #StrangeSundays #poetry #DorianneLaux
“Listen: there was a goat’s head hanging by ropes in a tree. All night it hung there and sang. And those who heard it Felt a hurt in their hearts and thought they were hearing The song of a night bird…” In an effort to share more modern poetry with the world, I am attempting… Continue reading Strange Sundays: “Listen: there was a goat’s head hanging by ropes in a tree”
“I behead my beloved So I could always vanish Into his adoring face. His eyes hold green grasses, Under a layer of pale thin blossoms…” It’s been a long time since I’ve written a post here. While we are busy with the current Molotov Cocktail Flash Monster flash fiction contest and the 4th annual Shadow… Continue reading Strange Sundays: I Beheaded My Beloved
M Lenoir Bond 