Welcome to Poetry Friday, this week hosted by Marcie’s blog, Here. Thank you for hosting. Make sure to stop by to check out what she has for us this week.
Each morning, after I hear what is going on in the world, I try not to dwell on the news, for obvious reasons, and just try to be a good citizen.
I’ve been reading novels lately. ( I just read FAMILY LIFE, a 2014 novel by Akhil Sharma which was fabulous, about a young boy in an immigrant family from India and their life in the U.S. It’s a sad story but a page turner, the writing poetic.) I linked the New York Times Review.
So what can I share this week, poetry wise?
Sometimes in the evening I watch the British Baking Show, hosted by Paul Hollywood, of course. I imagine being a contestant. I am sure I would be sent home by the judges the first day of the ten day competition.
I wrote a triolet last week and described the form. So this week, for fun, I honed my craft further with another one.
BRITISH BAKING DREAMS Today I watched the Baking Show-- the judges mostly kind. Who knew that salt makes yeast grow slow! Today I watched the Baking Show. What is it like to scorch the dough stand and feel maligned? I watched the British Baking Show, the judges mostly kind. © Janice Scully
Have a great weekend!