Friday, July 19, 2013

Read my poem in Philadelphia Stories!


A slit made by cutting, esp. with a saw

You might remember this one -- check out my poem in the summer issue of Philadelphia Stories.  You can read it online here and also find out where you can get a print copy if you are in the area.  Yes, it is a real magazine with paper and ink and everything!

Kerf is one of my favorite words -- the space made by a saw as you cut that then disappears when the two pieces of wood fall apart. A word made for this temporary state.

I love great words -- sometimes the way they sound...or what they mean.  Add your favorite to the comment section below - we can have a vocabulary quiz!