Veiled Lady (a poem)
I stood. I stared. The guard harumphed. But I wanted to touch the light of mystery.
SNR—(hybrid word dance)
McLuhan was right. My (re)formulation: Noise = Medium = Signal = Message | Signal to Noise Ration(al)(ity) embodies our overloaded information technology society and its marketeering bandits.
Flowstone Time (a poem)
What secret stories do stalactites tell? How does history hear geologic memory?
Water Poems
Broken cliffs, crashing water, quiet spirit. Three short poems related to water.
W/rites and Rhapsodies
Adeena Karasick and Michael Dickel will host an exciting tour of Israel that will hit highlights but also delve into the unusual. Throughout, the tour will inspire, prompt, encourage you to write with workshops, performances, and lots of deep language play.
Wrestling, names, and shipwrecks
Any passage (metaphorically or literally) contains within it its messengers, its struggles, its need for wrestling.
13 Line Experiment (2009)
In the developing neuro-network, gaia, quantum determinism
unfolds into refracted realities, glimmering sparks, momentum
of free will…
Calling All Poets for #NationalPoetryMonth
That’s right! April is POETRY MONTH on A Life Among the Pages. And even better, April is NATIONAL POETRY MONTH all over the United States (and other countries, since social media helps these things spread worldwide)… Source: Calling All Poets for #NationalPoetryMonth
Winter window—a poem with art
Winter window Outside the opportune window one pink head survives above geranium leaves blowing in the winter wind, covered with cold rain dropped from dimmed desire. The basil released its hope in the face of the war— forces of December and January— mere stalks rising above the window box, darkly silhouetted, […]
The Hero’s Journey and the Void Within: Poetics for Change
The Hero’s Journey—hybrid essay on an experimental poetics for epistemological and ontological change (perspective and reality).
The BeZine, 15, Oct. 2015, Vol. 1, Issue 12, First Anniversary Edition, Table of Contents with Links
The first anniversary issue of The BeZine, wherein I have a few posts, including translations of Donatella D’Angelo’s poetry (done in collaboration with the poet), ekphrastic poems responding to some of her photos, my own photos and digital art…check it out! Source: The BeZine, 15, Oct. 2015, Vol. 1, […]
Three (a poem)
Three One lies restless in the small hours, the dead of night— three in the morning and worried about medical motorcycles whizzing past a wife on her way home from work this evening— distressed about tear gas and bullets fired into Gazans at the border fence West Bank rioters— hounded […]
100TPC Event Today … Link in your poems, art, stories, film, music, videos for peace, sustainability and social justice with an emphasis on poverty and hunger
Originally posted on The BeZine:
Hand of Fire, Hand of Creation by Moshe Dekel (age 5) Welcome to the 5th year of 100,000 Poets (Musicans, Artists, Mimes…) for Change, and the 2015 edition of The BeZine Online 100TPC Event! If you’ve done this before and you know the score,…
The Poet As Witness: “War Surrounds Us,” an interview with American-Israeli Poet, Michael Dickel
A review of War Surrounds US and an interview…
Landscape (poem)
I wrote the first draft of this poem twenty years ago, give or take a few months. Although I have sent it out many times, it never seems to have caught an editor’s attention. So, time to let it fly on its own here. Perhaps you will see […]
Lately (a poem)
“Lately I’ve been waiting for the FBI to arrest me as a fraud,
or the CIA to hire me to spy on the inner lives of fools and idiots.”
Summer—prose poem with frogs
Summer Summer prattles on like a chorus of croaking frogs about all of its deep pleasures with open desire, while winter indulgently listens, knowing the strength of her own secrets. Parties all unfold this way. Spring tries to enchant, while fall quietly stands by, his eyes glinting with […]
War Surrounds Us
“Michael Dickel’s new book is an explosive tour de force. From Breaking News to all that shivers beneath the surface, it takes us on a visceral ride as the rockets are falling through screaming surfaces, tunnels cease fires and death tolls; rocketing all night through missiles, mortars, sensors, sirens, […]
Meta/ Phor(e) /Play 