Image Curve Blog
Talk 15 – Change
Serial Fiction On my bookshelf I have some books, not a lot. I have a collection of records, a Buddha statue with an incense burner, a couple bottles of wine – gifts, good...
A Jet Lag of Lands
Poem it has been thrown over various borders and held by many hands while trying to listen to the sound of sleep sleep my darling, close your eyes sleep my moon, high in the...
When Mowing, Mow
Haibun The tractor mower drives toward the pygmy Chinese Maple. The engine’s drone, heard through ear protectors. The stiff steering wheel, gripped in gloved hands. The long grasses stretch to the sun. solstice beside...
Donnanatrix
Short Story Donna eyed her fork thoughtfully as she rolled her tongue around in her mouth, pushing the prawn she was masticating into the right side of her mouth before swallowing. She was satisfied with...
I Need A Moment
Poem I need a moment To feel what’s happening to me Life is happening to me I need a moment To feel the hills underneath me To feel where I am Here I...
Talk 14 – Acts
Short Story Speaking of caves and whiskey, I can’t wait to go hiking again and retrieve that bottle of whiskey we hid in the cave last time. Me neither, it’ll be great. Yes,...
A Missed Invitation
Mira and two of her nieces are outside. I stepped into Mom’s bedroom. She sat at her desk. The TV beside her played a Law and Order rerun. Her hair rested unbrushed and straight....
Blank Face
The smile slips just a bit after days after I ply for another side of the truth you insisted in between sips of coffee in the morning; before heading out the door to brunch...
A Cook Against the Storm
Haibun I turn on the barbeque just as a horizon-filling bank of rainclouds roll in. A sudden wind arrives. The songbirds’ ensemble speeds with urgency. I race this oncoming storm. The stakes? Our sardine...
