Rip, not flaw, made by
Ornithology student
with unclipped, sharp claw.
skat@2018
A tiny bird, I
Could not name, flew off too fast–
Bluejays are to blame.
skat@2016
Solo chickadee,
Filled me with glee. Now there’s three–
Ornithol oh gee!
skat@2016
Reflections from a contemplative window
the quill that shatters glass
Setting up a Brand-New Life in London
a creative writing notebook by Bill Bisgood
by Lize Bard
Alex Markovich. 40 y.o. Russia. Artist. Author. MarkovichUniverse AT gmail DOT com
poems, flash fiction and photographs
Writing is ..., it just is ...
thoughts, anecdotes and snapshots stumbled upon
Fumbling by Leisure, Singing to Cake
because the story must be told
Diary of a Canadian Winter Garden
by Scooj
A Continuing Revolution
home of the elusive trope
"Literature is language charged with meaning." Ezra Pound
