The 22 paired poems and photographs of “Transit” by Kelly Belmonte and Tom Darin Liskey collectively move the heart and stir the soul.
Like a photograph, the poems of “With a Polaroid Camera” by Sarah Dickenson Snyder invite you to see what’s there — and what might be.
Callie Feyen invites readers to consider not just what is in a picture, but what’s not in the picture, when finding the story to tell.
Sometimes we want to be the hero and other times, the villain. It’s good to have choices. Join us for Photo Play and pick your side.
Photographs can have a poetic voice. With photography as in poetry, sometimes what isn’t said is just as important as what is. Join us for our latest Photo Play prompt, finding lace in nature, and letting it tell us what isn’t said.
In our discussion of Spin: Taking Your Creativity to the Nth Degree we join author/photographer Claire Burge in the dark room to see what emerges.
Our WordCandy Sweet Bloggers have lifted another collection of chocolate truffles from the beautiful quote box.
Maureen Doallas interviews photographer Claire Burge on the importance of visual observation and the way her photography helps her write in vivid detail.
We’re enjoying our new Spring Sugar Peeps at WordCandy. We hear they’re good frozen. Stop by this month’s Sweet Blogger roundup for sweet poetry and quotes.
We round up the month’s WordCandy Sweet Blogger posts with a stroll down Everlasting Gobstopper Lane with Willy Wonka.
We round up the month’s posts from our WordCandy 100 Sweet Bloggers.
Maureen Doallas and Kelly Sauer turn up a sweet, juicy bit of visual poetry together.
C’mon in and see what we lassoed up with our red licorice rope. It’s the December WordCandy Sweet Bloggers Roundup!
Great gifts for poetry and book lovers. Mugs, journals, t-shirts, and totes featuring fine art and photography.
The Global Statistician of Sweetness reported that last week, in events unprecedented since the creation of the Internet, wave after wave of candy washed up on the shores of the worldwide web as nearly 100 sweet bloggers shared bits of sugary goodness from the WordCandy app.
I want her in front of my lens I realise as we drive away. She is poetry in a body.
This feverish afternoon opened my heart to the magnificence of the human form: mostly the beauty of the female curve, the contours of her mountainous landscape. Recently, poetry re-awakened this for me, brought it into my present.
Instant has cheapened us. We need the forgotten process but we don’t know it. So I started capturing poetry, as a cathartic process.