Original collage by Conny Borgelioen Directing the creative journey in a turbulent world After watching a few talks from the Global Joy Summit that was held a few weeks ago, I started to think again about my creative practice. The Global Joy Summit is a virtual gathering to celebrate shared humanity and find joy in … Continue reading Where to go from here?
Counter-poem: Selima’s snail
Royalty free image from rawpixel. The Poetry Review — submissions for non-members of The Poetry SocietySubmitted on August 17, 2022 Your nameConny Borgelioen Titles & no. of poems submittedSelima’s snail 1 Cover LetterDear editors, I felt somewhat riled by Selima Hill’s poem “The Snail”, published in The Poetry Review Summer edition and on the website. … Continue reading Counter-poem: Selima’s snail
Immortals on Strong Beach
Photo by Tara Winstead on Pexels.com “If Nal had looked up, he would have seen a thunderhead of seagulls in the well of the sky, rolling seaward.” —Karen Russell All along the uncaring stripof sand, a bedlam of lambenttongues, silver and black, they needle the air. Twist to form a needleout of the glorious white … Continue reading Immortals on Strong Beach
Experimental poem: The seasons of us
This week I'd like to share an experimental poem with you. This poem is partially a found poem and takes its inspiration and form from a dictionary entry. Because of the form I'm forced to present this poem through the use of an image file. For those of you who use screen readers, I will … Continue reading Experimental poem: The seasons of us
Autumn poem: Soothing things with a hint of melancholy
She's got a friend. 1. Grass, not the freshly-cut kind, but the kind that has been drying in the late-afternoon sun’s warmth. 2. The oily, herbaceous sweetness of rosehips decaying on the bush in the late summer. 3. The simultaneous hiss of the espresso machine with the dispersing earthy citrus-and-almond aroma of freshly-brewed coffee. 4. … Continue reading Autumn poem: Soothing things with a hint of melancholy
All Hallows’ Eve treat: Mother Medea
"A woman scorned", digital collage by Conny Borgelioen As promised last week, here's another spooky story in the lead up to Halloween. This one's more bloody than spooky, and it's more of a prose poem than a flash fiction story, but then who can tell the difference these days. When you write in a more … Continue reading All Hallows’ Eve treat: Mother Medea
Tender Rebellion 