Zugzwang : Writing

Offering

Offering

A Poem by Zugzwang


This morning, A kookaburra call Split the silence Just as I was offering incense In the predawn gloom. I can hear it's echo Even now.
Haiku

Haiku

A Poem by Zugzwang


Practitionersof the way dance unmoving;a flute with no holes.Crippled Cold Mountaindidn't care a fig for rules;He spoke with the clouds.A stick of inc..
A little Holocaust

A little Holocaust

A Poem by Zugzwang


In my little holocaust, I despaired as the most treasured parts of mewere wrested away,and I was made to watchas they were vivisected, or gassed, or j..
Kite

Kite

A Poem by Zugzwang


A kite without a string. North wind blows, Kite goes south. South wind blows, Kite goes north. Fraught, Intemperate, Wanting only To soar.
Ariel

Ariel

A Poem by Zugzwang


A little homage to Sylvia Plath.
Behind the Night Sky

Behind the Night Sky

A Story by Zugzwang


Behind the Night Sky When the sky refused to open up for him, Zane cried like a child. Tears sprung from his eyes into spinning globu..
The Endless Summer

The Endless Summer

A Story by Zugzwang


The Endless Summer The sun had been bright all morning, but now it started to beat down with the savage intensity that you only get near t..
The Girl with the Blue Eyes

The Girl with the Blue Eyes

A Poem by Zugzwang


The girl with the blue eyes Has moved in to the apartments Of my mind now. Dwelling in the dark spaces, Her hands work her carving knife..
Last light

Last light

A Poem by Zugzwang


On a day like this, The languid breeze Barely stirs the leaves. The sun hides low, Sinking behind a cloudbank; The birds come home to ..
The trees

The trees

A Poem by Zugzwang


today, the treetops caress the sky as lovers do; fingers tracing invisible trails of pure adoration, and the sky blows over ..