Mark Francis

Joined September 2021

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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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Inner Light
An unedited low res point and shoot pic from an early digital camera, circa 2012, at the Alhambra in Granada, Spain.
By Mark Francisabout a year ago in Photography
ice over
crystal drops from hills tinkles past valleys suburbs then to my car’s veins
By Mark Francisabout a year ago in Poets
Snowy Bed
prepping for snowfall cold blankets to warm against winter reminds us
By Mark Francisabout a year ago in Poets
Frost blades
frost blades, ice petals an army raised in my yard for, against, winter
By Mark Francisabout a year ago in Poets
haiku do matter
haiku do matter as with moulding leaves, blank clouds bones in, or out, earth
By Mark Francisabout a year ago in Poets
must...
must clean house daily since always everywhere dust comes in takes over
By Mark Francisabout a year ago in Poets
Robert Frost reprise
fire and ice, indeed winter coerces: coats, scarves sly summer strips all
By Mark Francisabout a year ago in Poets
Tang poems, haiku
Tang poems, haiku what would i do without you watch Yankees, i guess
By Mark Francisabout a year ago in Poets
Two Ships
yes i dare say loved you loved being with you touching you touched by you shared adventures misadventures
By Mark Francisabout a year ago in Poets
December's Library
now out the old print fire of cherry blossom sparks warms up wintry books
By Mark Francisabout a year ago in Poets
Prose Poems: A Foray
#1 Seasons Laughably, I find that April is not cruel, except to my roof. No, February is the one does the nasty: thin limbo between white and green, death and life. My damned birthmonth.
By Mark Francisabout a year ago in Poets
With the chill
potted plants come in dried mums still manage some charm firs itching to go
By Mark Francisabout a year ago in Poets