When they made strange fire in an idolatrous offering, the earth opened and swallowed them whole—as now, with the inauguration of Fub, The Pretender, 20 Jan 2017. Prose poem by Michael Dickel.
Last night, we lit the Channukiah (Menorah) for the third night of Channukah. In about ten days, the Winter Solstice will slip by. Shortly after that, Christmas comes. However, heavy snow and cold weather arrived in my former home of Minnesota, and rain and relatively cold weather settled […]
An Australian online radio station Phoenix FM DJ, James WF Roberts, read four of my poems 16 November 2012 (around 9:15 am Eastern US Time): Dissonance, Salvation, Peace requires…, and In Jerusalem. Interesting, emotional, Australian-accented reading that gives the poems a power I didn’t previously know they had. Listen […]