DrawdownHands along the railing,Drawdown by zeratul547
I peer off the ship’s deck, glancing
silently into the quiet harbor.
I’ve thrown my possessions overboard
and willed everything to the sea.
Between my body and the icy water,
nothing but this bulkhead, holding,
caressing me tightly, second skin.
I don’t dare depart the deck -
the warmth from the lights pushes away
the salt, and the hard black eyes
of sea gods, dark with foaming mouths,
starving for companionship.
If I am to push off alone,
and well under-provisioned,
so be it. I take my chances.
There are more lands
than those I have chosen to land upon,
and even now, in these sullen landings -
I look out for warm shores,
where little crabs scuttle across placid sands.
I never suspect a fair journey,
but it is the longing for its end that I am most fond of.
Terminal VWhere next will my travels take me?Terminal V by zeratul547
New York and back -
I’ve shoved my hands in pockets,
lay my face on an airline tray table.
To a bright street in a dark city,
and from there shortly snipped
what was left of a thin thread.
As I reached the end of the jetway,
I clawed, but the hand was batted away.
The cold metal tube stared back at me,
buried in dust.
The LibraryI am glad that my library has beenThe Library by zeratul547
squared away, tucked into boxes,
hidden in closets.
One might mistake my collection as
belonging to a madman, or worse yet -
the water and the sandArrogance is the hunger that drives the waves forward,the water and the sand by zeratul547
then, drawn back by the wind, they fling themselves out again,
to cover the sand and the shores,
to raise its hair and arch its back,
perhaps, even, to strike fear.
The sea knows no humility,
it tires itself, ebbing,
quietly resting for the next push, each day,
cooling itself, each night,
for another hurl of endless, ragged onslaught.
What wounded the sea so gravely?
More than arrogance, perhaps,
surrounded on all sides by the crags of land,
or the emptiness of air, contained,
it is the memories of a great sadness…
The memories of the sea.
They stretch back, like the waves in preparation…
Who can speak to the sea, and hear its hurt?
Who will bring calm to the sea, and warmth to its heart?
Assembly instructionsBefore You StartAssembly instructions by fyoot
Novices should read instructions
from start to finish
to avoid embarrassment later.
Ensure you are wearing
for the job at hand.
are not required
but there’s no shame in it either
Designated two person assembly (two males pictured)
females may need
to adjust configuration to suit.
Any number may assist.
Spare dowelling plugs
Unwrap all the parts; fold and retain
the packaging for later. Check
all pieces are present, and in working order.
Familiarise yourself with them, feel
their heft, their quality; caress
the expert workmanship, the smooth
and supple finish.
Try to envisage
which parts will slot together:
this will assist you later.
WARNING: DRAWING NOT TO SCALE
RETAILER ACCEPTS NO LIABILITY
FOR FEELINGS OF INADEQUACY.
Insert part labelled A11 into slot E6;
lubrication may be necessary (not provided).
Here you are laid
on the floor and your
assistant is braced
against the wall and
Write What You Know: A GuideWrite What You Know: A Guide by TheBrassGlass
Write What You Know
Never were four little words so widely misconstrued. They are so unpopular these days, and are met with contrariness and frustration whenever they are invoked. Yet this phrase, more than any other, can be an author's greatest guidance. Here I will interpret this saying in two different ways and clarify the intention behind it.
When struggling writers hear this "write what you know" comment, their first impression might be that they should only write about themselves: their own pasts, families, struggles, time periods, etc. This is not necessarily the case! There are two useful interpretations: (1) write what you've come to know through the experience of life, and (2) know as much as possible about what you are writing.
Write What You've Come to Know through Life Experiences
Recently, I read an article in Writer's magazine on researching for the purpose of writing. Its author stated, "That old dictum write what you know is, in the espionag