“Potential” by Ken Gierke

Cornflower, pale at first glance, seems royal blue against a barn’s weathered gray.   Scheherazade, soft and muted, rises to a crescendo, Nikolai’s vision dancing in your mind.   Lips brush the cheek of a child or an elder with comfort and respect, yet become sensuous in a lover’s embrace.   Vanilla on the tongue…

“Ageless” by Ken Gierke

I hold a voice, sometimes feel it slip between my fingers.   Grasp a little tighter.  Not so tight as to startle it or send it fleeting. Just enough to let it know I remember, understand its time is not limited to my past, its confusion a sign I have more to learn.   Its…

“Review of Glass Awash, by Ken Gierke” by Barbara Leonhard

         What immediately impresses the reader is the cover, which displays stones hewn into glass by water and time. Different shades of blue and green, shaped into tears. On the back cover, one stone, a ruby, represents the heart embraced by shadows. When I open the book to view the front and back…

“Missed in Any Weather” by Ken Gierke

“The farthest thing from my mind when I’m chipping away at the frozen layer on my driveway on a typical February morning in Missouri that has as much rain as snow is to wish for more of the same. But here I am on a ninety-six degree day in August wading through heat waves rising…