A professor becomes the Captain—guiding, challenging, and awakening a voice that dares to rise, long after the classroom fades.
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NaPoWriMo Day 16 — What the Ocean Told Me
The waves don’t ask forgiveness, don’t wait for your pain—
they just keep rolling, steady and wild again…
NaPoWriMo Day 12 – Memories that remain
Today’s prompt pulls us into memory—the kind that feels cinematic when we look back on it. Between Kavya Janani U’s striking blackout poem and the reflections on (mis)translation by Yuki Tanaka, there’s a clear thread today: how the smallest choices—what we remove, what we keep, …
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NaPoWriMo Day 10 – What the Wind Leaves Behind
For Day 10 of NaPoWriMo, I worked within the structure inspired by Geoffrey Brock’s poem “Goodbye,” using three short stanzas as a container for grief. The middle stanza centers on a repeated question—each answer shifting slightly, revealing different facets of loss, survival, and memory. I …
Read More NaPoWriMo Day 9 – The Maple Speaks
Today’s prompt draws inspiration from Marianne Moore, a distinctive voice in modern poetry known not only for her style, but for her fascination with the natural world. Many of her poems step into the lives of animals or closely observe them—works like The Fish, The …
Read More NaPoWriMo Day 8 – EMT, I am! I am Not!
NaPoWriMo Day 8 Prompt for the day is… Use repetition as your driving force today. Choose a simple phrase and return to it throughout your poem. Each time it appears, let it shift—contradict it, unravel it, or deepen its meaning in a new way. Allow …
Read More NaPoWriMo Day 6 – Monday, More or Less
Monday comes whether we welcome it or not, but during NaPoWriMo, even the start of the workweek carries a different weight—something lighter, stranger, more willing to bend. Today’s prompt leans into that looseness, taking a cue from Louise Glück and the idea that truth in …
Read More NaPoWriMo Day 5 – The Unforgivable Sock
Sunday settles in, and NaPoWriMo turns toward something sharper—something almost playful in its irritation. Borrowing from the spirit of Catullus and even the grumbling honesty of Charles Darwin, today’s prompt invites us to exaggerate our dislikes, to take something small and make it thunder. Here’s …
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Where the Wind Keeps What We Lose
It’s a measure of time. A quiet ritual. A way to sit with what lingers when the day has burned itself down to embers. Whiskey and the Autumn Wind—is meant to settle in the chest like a slow warmth, something that doesn’t ask for attention, …
Read More NaPoWriMo Day 3 – What the Fire Really Is
Friday finds us at Day 3 of NaPoWriMo, where each prompt asks us to see the familiar from a different angle. Today’s challenge invites us to reshape a profession—to strip away the polished image and reveal something truer, rougher beneath it. This piece is my …
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