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Contemporary American Poetry, dVerse, dVerse - poets pub, poem, Poetic, poetics, Poetry, warlocks, witches
dVerse Poet’s Pub at work again. This time Natasha Head inspires us with some ghostly, ghoulish ideas and things. Lots of fun. & inspiring, mind you. So here we go—can’t get the lines to print right here, as usual. Sorry that I have to put these in PDF. A little (tiny) excerpt then you can click the title below to follow:
Witch, cast-speller divine? Found
This tiny[1] witch hiding up in the corner of the attic
Thought she was a spider—maybe
(Though it could’ve of been a warlock He!)
Such was the distance, the angle[2], & the darkness
Or some tiny bird with tinny-weenie-tiny feathers covering her face
Redundantly swinging to & fro, you dust your tiny dress
& laugh at me just so precisely
. . .
Sea-Camel 
I enjoyed your write, though there must be a way to get the entire poem to print in your blog. Copy and paste?
This was your other comment that got thrown into Spam. Thanks for reading, Mary!
As a child I remember seeing a movie of Tom Thumb, wishing I had a real, live little person as a secret friend. One that only I knew existed and could hide in my pocket as and when. I found the smallest teddy bear in the street one day, head, arms and legs all moved and it wasn’t much bigger than a thumb either. That became my ‘secret’ friend until I in turn, lost it. LOL
Loved this.
Very difficult finding your blog. Not too sure who you link to dVerse as and had to ‘Google’ your Chaty name to see if I could find you that way. Luckily, I did 🙂
Thanks for taking the time. Sorry about the link; I’m doing something wrong and not linking properly at some point. I’ll check and correct, hopefully.
Thanks for the kind comment. Lovely.
i could not get the pdf to open…it kept giving me an error…i like the excerpt….wish i could read more….
Sorry to hear that, Brian, It seems to be opening okay on this side. Try this other link, see if you have better luck:
Click to access witch-goes-tiny.pdf
Hello.Loved this tiny poem of magically small creature. Creative and clever and so appropriate for the eve of Halloween. Cool!
Thanks, Gay. Appreciate you taking the time to read. Watch out for those lurking little critters.
Delightful. I recognize that attic, but mine didn’t have a tiny witch. Whatever it was, it was BIG! 😉
Now that’s an entirely different poem, Patti, having a BIG critter hanging in some corner of your attic! Happy Halloween or Samaín, as we say in these Celtic hereabouts.
I liked it…just perfect for Halloween. A cage for your keeping… a little eerie.
Thanks for the visit. The cage is tiny—when you look really tiny close you can see that it has no door!
🙂
Totally convincing.
Great you liked it.
Very eerie, and somehow delightful in its mystery, though there seems a flavor of something less innocent, more malign here as well. I like thinking that this is as much about our own inner witch as it is about that little creature in the attic, taunting us with her subtle and unexpressed powers.
Thanks, Hedge. You read well. Thank you.
Am loving your blog so far, your postmodern work is fantastic. I subscribed and look forward to more!
You’re so kind, Anna. Thanks. Coming from you that’s a compliment. I normally don’t share my poetry with anyone other than very close people, but you guys sort of got me going over at dVerse. Contagious. Hope to rise to the standard.
Wonderful, I”m hosting Meeting the Bar at dVerse tomorrow on a subject that might interest you. Hope to see you there.