W.k.kortas : Writing

eartha kitt catwoman blues

eartha kitt catwoman blues

A Poem by W.k.kortas


We need to construct boxes, this world being complex And messy to boot, so we approximate sanity By filling compartments and writing thum..
The Curious Case Of The Unknown Portrait Painter

The Curious Case Of The Unknown Portrait Painter

A Poem by W.k.kortas


There was, in a once upon another time A man (his name and work Being lost to the boot sales and dustbins of time) Who made a reputat..
the days of the watchdog

the days of the watchdog

A Poem by W.k.kortas


We have the full complement of the requisite barriers: Barbed wire, barren landscape, unpleasant canines, Stark metallic towers with vagu..
the last post

the last post

A Poem by W.k.kortas


We’d forgotten the smell, quite frankly, The slightly citrus tang in the nostrils, Accompanied by the roaring of the cannon-shaped ..
The Oracle At Delphi Falls

The Oracle At Delphi Falls

A Poem by W.k.kortas


Not much happens in these parts, he would demur, As if he’d be asked in the first place, He one of the dwindling few remai..
sky blue bells ringing

sky blue bells ringing

A Poem by W.k.kortas


As far as these children are concerned, It is the sky itself that is ringing; Not knowing how on a very still day such as this, The mo..
The Curious Dream Of The Confrimed Atheist

The Curious Dream Of The Confrimed Atheist

A Poem by W.k.kortas


I recollect the whole thing as clearly as if I had awoke with the sun, Dispensing with any alarm, fully awake and engaged. I am on a ..
In Which One Soames Forsyte (Re)Imagines The Lilies

In Which One Soames Forsyte (Re)Imagines The Lilie..

A Poem by W.k.kortas


They will, at certain times in certain locales, toil or spin, For oft times the exigencies of the gray and workaday world Exhibit..
John Moses Walkup Has Ridden A Bus Or Two

John Moses Walkup Has Ridden A Bus Or Two

A Poem by W.k.kortas


I hope I never see the hounds guardin’ the gates of Hell, mind you, But I suspect they can’t be more fearful than the shepherds ..
A Variation Upon Isadora Gruye's "Doomsday Heart"

A Variation Upon Isadora Gruye's "Doomsday Heart"

A Poem by W.k.kortas


The clouds have piled up to the west once again, Grave and solemn as ancient, inscrutable judges As they roll off the lake out toward..