Reflections and Announcement
REFLECTIONS ON MY FIRST 100 DAY PROJECT For my first 100 day project, my aim was to read a poem and write (at least) one first-draft stanza of poetry inspired b...
Author: Brad Severance
During the day, I develop websites using the latest technologies. At night, I write fiction. I bake gingerbread cookies, too.
100 Day Project – Days 99 and 100 (We’ve Made It!)
Well, I’ve come to the end of my first 100 day project! All in all, it’s been a success. I’ve written quite a bit of poetry … some good,...
100 Day Project – Days 97 and 98
DAY 97 (August 14th, 2017) Truth—is as old as God— Truth—is as old as God— His Twin identity And will endure as long as He A Co-Eternity...
100 Day Project – Days 95 and 96
DAY 95 (August 13th, 2017) The Heart has narrow Banks The Heart has narrow Banks It measures like the Sea In mighty—unremitting Bass And Blue Monotony Till Hurr...
100 Day Project – Days 93 and 94
DAY 93 (August 11th, 2017) Poetry And it was at that age . . . poetry arrived in search of me. I don’t know, I don’t know where it came from, from w...
100 Day Project – Days 91 and 92
DAY 91 (August 9th, 2017) Ah! Sun-flower Ah Sun-flower! weary of time, Who countest the steps of the Sun: Seeking after that sweet golden clime Where the travel...
100 Day Project – Days 89 and 90
DAY 89 (August 7th, 2017) To the Moon [fragment] Art thou pale for weariness Of climbing Heaven, and gazing on the earth, Wandering comp...
Year 2017 365 Photo Journey (August 9th thru August 26th) – Chicago Edition
Some pics from my recent trip to Chicago. Enjoy! this is a thing. Consider it a challenge, a journal, or a journey (I prefer journey). Take a picture a day and ...
Year 2017 365 Photo Journey (August 2nd thru August 9th) – Bloomington, Statues, and Miscellany
Here are some miscellaneous pics from Bloomington and Indy. The statues are on the IUPUI campus. Enjoy! this is a thing. Consider it a challenge, a journal, or ...
100 Day Project – Days 87 and 88
DAY 87 (August 5th, 2017) A Shropshire Lad XXXV: On the idle hill of summer On the idle hill of summer, Sleepy with the flow of streams, Far I hear ...