Daily haiku: Fear – Bitter lines your throat/ Small daggers stab your stomach/ Chains hold back your fists
This past Friday marked the first time in five years (since I moved to Europe) that I read one of my poems in public. It was at the open mic at Poniatowski, a very successful evening that stretched long after magnetic, dynamic emcees Jolanta and Kapuczino left the stage. A few of us stayed on…
Daily haiku: Vodka – Beast in a bottle/ Transforms and obliterates/ Better stay away
It is possible to pay as low as 5 euros to get into this iconic venue!
Daily haiku: Great-aunt – Remarkable face/ Many fans but one late love/ Had no enemies
A positive story involving a difficult situation aboard an airplane in Europe.