The Critic Writes Poems: Leny M. Strobel
Four Prose Poems by Leny M. Strobel 5.25.18 859 I forgot a girl singing forth her benedictions: May you never grow intimate with cold ashes and burlap. May you never feel tar and black feathers. May you know what I saw through… flames. I’ve come to believe that everyone on this planet has been infected with the virus of War – those who wage it may have rationalized it but they suffer the most. Sometimes I feel like an alien. I can’t relate to Hollywood and television, mov
Leny M. Strobel: Journaling with MDR Poetry
A gift of a Journal. A Poem with over a thousand lines. A gift published as a book: MURDER DEATH RESURRECTION (MDR) by Eileen R. Tabios. Eileen’s promise: You can randomly choose however many lines and put them together to form a new poem. And if the poet is successful, the new poem will be beautiful! In another journal, I did just this and I was surprised that this promise is true. I wrote about it HERE. Then I decided to begin a new journal for writing a one-page entry ev
