BURNT UMBER
Raw umber lurks in the alley depths, in the broken places of tenement streets…
Kathleen Roxby is a prize-winning poet whose work has been published in anthologies, poetry magazines and three self-published chapbooks, Chameleon Woman, Tangent/Allusion, and Paper Doll. She has been a poetry judge, facilitator for two poetry groups, a sometime editor of both a poetry magazine, chapbooks for her mother and two anthologies, one for her father. She has also worked in prose with work published on a website dedicated to writing. Her favorite poets are Poe, Issa and Li Po Chu’i, with a special place for Benet’s John Brown’s Body.
Kathleen had several jobs: library catalog clerk at CSULB, junior high school teacher in LBUSD, a brief stint as a lab secretary for a private hospital, engineering secretary and computer system administrator with related work in developing and managing documentation for two manufacturing companies. Kathleen’s other interests include theater, dancing, painting and reading. She is a native of Long Beach, California but currently resides in Santa Barbara with her dog Opal.
Raw umber lurks in the alley depths, in the broken places of tenement streets…
…words like these are referred to as “unpaired” or called nonce words.
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This month’s prompts focus on color and synesthesia.
The two words pump and kin, though perfectly ordinary words, together they made no sense.
Learn the circumstances and inspirations for and published credits for this month’s featured writing.
Readers who write in response to one of the prompts listed each month in “Splintered Glass”, may see their work presented here. Will your writing appear here?
This month’s prompts focus on color and synesthesia.
There is an ugly thing that lives in dark shadowed spaces…to catch you unaware.