ageing – Wordflower

“At the first chance you know it will shrug/ you off, as lightly as a leaf” 18 February 202618 February 2026

Three poems on dying 17 February 202617 February 2026

Self-love for the win / An Elly Army 12 February 202615 February 2026

it’s not my first rodeo 10 February 202615 February 2026

acoustic guitar, microphone and a couple of computers on a small desk in the background, like a home recording studio setup

Creative crush 4 February 20267 February 2026

a fire burning low, with ashes and some unburnt square pieces of wood

The front door creaks open — stillness interrupted — heavy footsteps cross the threshold, the waft of body odour displacing fresh air, a familiar voice can be heard, 1 February 20262 February 2026

A different day — an ocean pool — more forgetting — a smile that once would have fluttered a heart — no scalpels and luck holds firm 29 January 202629 January 2026

Spec-ulations 27 January 202627 January 2026

Ein Sommertag, par Χαρούμενη Ελιά [Charoúmeni Eliá]* 23 January 202626 January 2026

photo of the poet nolcha fox, holding a huge bunch of blooms, sitting on a porch swing. she wears a cap and sunglasses, red long sleeved shirt and jeans

An interview with Wordflower guest poet Nolcha Fox [reblogged] 18 January 20262 February 2026