After Words

After whirls listen whale hush comes the cat jigs the bat for your cares ward off dangerous asks. For love these old letters wild bedraggled wag around nest of gnarled grunts mosses bones hair vines. The old alphabetical guard strains in place at attention runes assigned ward beds grand command inspection. Sparse words heal after…

Scamble and Cramble: Two Hep Cats! The Poetry Episode

A new Scamble and Cramble episode has been posted to the Comics page! And, meantime, regular readers of The Coming of the Toads may notice a new format now in the works. Please browse around and let me know what you like or not of the new template.

Counterpoint

This is another table poem – the words and lines formatted within the rectangles of a table inserted into a document. The table consists of 5 columns and 21 rows. A kind of counterpoint is created when the poem is read horizontally, vertically, diagonally. Formatting widgets (spacing, alignments left or right, cuts, etc.) have been…

“Saltwort” Book Launch!

“Saltwort” is selected poetical writings by Joe Linker, author of “Penina’s Letters,” “Coconut Oil,” and “Scamble and Cramble: Two Hep Cats.” Forward by Salvador Persequi. Includes 109 pieces. US readers may participate in a paperback giveaway: Winner: Every eligible entry has 1 in 4 chance to win, up to 4 winners. Requirements for participation: 18+…

March Release! Saltwort, Selected Writings Poetical

Announcing, Scheduled for March, 2017 Release – Saltwort is the title of a collection of selected poetical writings from 1973 thru 2017 by Joe Linker, author of “Penina’s Letters,” “Coconut Oil,” “Scamble and Cramble: Two Hep Cats,” and “The Coming of the Toads.” With a Forward by Salvador Persequi! Still in proof and editing stage,…

A Load of Dirty Laundry

For you distressed I carry yr clothes hamper downstairs taste every word prior to yr ears like mosquito static in yr hair I sit on yr head snatch one with my tongue smell yr salty skin yr cheeks freckled read as shame burr sounds around yr funny ear fickle bone bowls. Still you don’t care…

awake & asleep

ear to ear each other we hear now there now here tilting tinctures chandelier sweeps & swivels & windowsill candles glisten in moved & numbed dark a sommelier comes pinches the wicks dreams river yarn & damn earwax secrets sheets surface smears of sea & ocean seer seal bobs near freer & freer