Mark Francis

Joined September 2021

83 stories

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Published translator of verse and original writer of haiku, senryu, lyric, occasional and genre poetry and speculative fiction.

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Rage
we're incited against dying night but often told to hold our tongues in the broad daylight just keep
By Mark Francis19 days ago in Poets
Fingers stiff. Runner-Up in Small Heat Challenge.
fireside fingers stiff you open to page where sits a small red flower
By Mark Francis28 days ago in Poets
Scrambling
furball scrambles up iced branches in the bleak wind ...knows of warm nest hole
By Mark Francisabout a month ago in Poets
Storm Spirits
fog and drizzly chill storm spirits will determine if icy or clear
By Mark Francisabout a month ago in Poets
Inside
back inside we pried fingers from stiff gloves, warmed them against each other's
By Mark Francisabout a month ago in Poets
Harvest
knew it, when scarecrow stood frazzled dusted in white and the stalks bent down
By Mark Francis3 months ago in Poets
You Are Quite Something
you are quite something! our very first nightlight, and the ever-cycling lunatic of heaven. who doesn’t think so,
By Mark Francis3 months ago in Poets
On a Strange Planet
Call it, Halloween that's what the locals do, or Doppelganger Day.
By Mark Francis4 months ago in Poets
Readings
but it's stars, Tarot, that we've met, and gone from that. can't predict the cards
By Mark Francis4 months ago in Poets
She
she might be a witch judging mostly by her brew of sharp eyes, curves, chants
By Mark Francis4 months ago in Poets
Don't
DON'T read scary books, or whistle past graveyards--don't, once October starts
By Mark Francis4 months ago in Poets
grains
grains through wood, in sand the physics of humbleness some carpenter knows
By Mark Francisabout a year ago in Poets