by Carolyn M. Crane | Sep 22, 2017 |
Time Machine Morning swam up from the bottom of night seas Burning clouds wound around dawn’s yawning arms I stole a swift drink of coral bracelets From grandmother’s jewelry box –Robert Lee Haycock Labia-Ache What you say began as...
by Carolyn M. Crane | Mar 16, 2017 |
Sister Mercy trembling I would watch Sister Mercy’s weathered hands work the soil in the convent garden I would hide half behind the bird bath till the stark white of my anklet among green weeds would confess my presence Hello child was all she’d say the smile in her...
by Carolyn M. Crane | Feb 17, 2017 |
Crapulous Each day on my way home I stops At one of the neighborhood shops Although they’re quite dear I’m addicted I fear To pig’s feet and peppermint schnapps –Robert Lee Haycock My Two Week Rule I remember it like it was yesterday, even...
by Carolyn M. Crane | Jan 19, 2017 |
augury Three species of hawk wheeling Sunwise over nave and apse Tell the augurs that I would Have them take these auspices –Robert Lee Haycock I remember exactly where I was when I learned the word auspicious. I was walking a loop in town, a popular...
by Carolyn M. Crane | Nov 15, 2016 |
Origin and Etymology of hoity–toity: rhyming compound from English dialect hoit: “to play the fool”. First Known Use: 1668 Defending Eliza I have hated her for decades. She has been a pernicious abomination on both memory and psyche. How dare she speak...
