They came with orange teeth and iron mouths,surveyors laughing in bright vests, chainsaws like hymns.Wood fell in slow, appalling arcs—husks breaking,old trunks toppling like small cathedrals collapsing.Sap ran red along the cuts, a ribbon of stolen blood;sawdust snowed the yards, white as a sudden cemetery. Where giants stood, there are stumps—circles of exposed grief—and in … Continue reading Revisionist Poetry – “Elegy” – Deep Roots, v.2
The Adaptable Educator’s Book Review – The Merchant of Venice by William Shakespeare
Few of William Shakespeare’s plays wear contradiction as visibly as this one. The Merchant of Venice is at once a brisk romantic comedy, a courtroom drama, and a text that forces readers and audiences to confront the social prejudices of its world. Its pleasures — verbal dexterity, structural neatness, tightly matched plot-lines — sit uneasily … Continue reading The Adaptable Educator’s Book Review – The Merchant of Venice by William Shakespeare
Revisionist Poetry – Shrouds over the Porchlight – (Darkness Approaching, v.3)
After the last "trick or treat" the lamps inhale and die;porches become bier-topped stages, candy wrappers like confetti for the dead.The moon wakes, a cadaverous lantern, rimmed with the frost of old graves,and clouds draw their black shrouds close, stitching the sky shut. Leaves rasp like paper from hymnals, skittering across wet stone;laughter hangs, a … Continue reading Revisionist Poetry – Shrouds over the Porchlight – (Darkness Approaching, v.3)
The Adaptable Educator’s Book Review – Macbeth by William Shakespeare
Macbeth is a compact, volcanic tragedy: a play in which Shakespeare concentrates moral, psychological, and political energy into a span of action so compressed that every word feels charged. At its heart is an ethical experiment — what happens when a capable man is offered power by a fate he cannot fully control and a … Continue reading The Adaptable Educator’s Book Review – Macbeth by William Shakespeare
Revisionist Poetry – Darkness Approaching, v.2
After the porch-lights gutter and laughter thins,paper pumpkins sag on stoops — candy gone.A thin moon slides out from under washed clouds,pale as a coin pressed to a child's palm.Leaves skitter across asphalt, a dry applause;a single crow crops the silence sharp. Doorsteps sleep; small beds swell with sugar dreams.In those rooms the dark is … Continue reading Revisionist Poetry – Darkness Approaching, v.2
Revisionist Poetry – Ghost Moon, v.3 – Grime & Grotesque
The night splits open like a mouth with broken teeth,a sound that tastes of rust and stale whiskey.Somebody spits a laugh down the gutter —it bounces off wet brick and comes back hungry. I lift my chin. The moon hangs there, swollen,a jaundiced coin stuck to the ribs of bare trees,one watery eye watching for … Continue reading Revisionist Poetry – Ghost Moon, v.3 – Grime & Grotesque
Revisionist Poetry – Ghost Moon, v.2
A sound shatters the moonlit quiet —one thin cry that splits the hush,makes the chest lift, makes eyes climb upwardto the ghost-moon pinned between bare branches. It hangs like a deliberate coin, pale and small,hovering where twig-silhouettes stitch the sky;a patient light that pulls the throat tight,that leaves the mouth empty and the pulse loud. … Continue reading Revisionist Poetry – Ghost Moon, v.2
The Adaptable Educator’s Book Review – Hamlet by William Shakespeare
William Shakespeare’s tragedy remains less a fixed object than a conversation partner—restless, self-aware, inexorably theatrical. This review reads the play as a study in moral irresolution: how language, performance, and self-reflection combine to dramatize the slow collapse of an intelligent mind caught between thought and action. Language and interiorityShakespeare gives thought a stage. The play’s … Continue reading The Adaptable Educator’s Book Review – Hamlet by William Shakespeare
Revisionist Poetry – Creepy Island, v.3 – A Gothic Alternative
The river calcifies at dusk, slow as bone;the island rises—coal against coal—its roots gone to rumour.A willow’s fingers comb the surface; each stroke lifts a scrap of night. Fishermen splice their stories into knots and hang them on the fence:a shoe, a child's tin cup, a tooth—keepsakes or talismans, no one says.Lamp light from the … Continue reading Revisionist Poetry – Creepy Island, v.3 – A Gothic Alternative
Revisionist Poetry – Creepy Island, v.2
Amid the river’s iron breatha black thumb pins the water—an islandso small the moon forgets to name it.A single rowboat keeps its back to shore,paint flaking like old combings of hair. At dusk, houses on the bank shut their windowsas if to hold in one last good secret.One dog barks once, then listens; the reeds … Continue reading Revisionist Poetry – Creepy Island, v.2
The New Renaissance Mindset 