Day Twenty : Welcome to a special ekphrastic challenge for November. Artworks from Terry Chipp, Marcel Herms, MJ Saucer, P A Morbid, the inspiration for writers, Gaynor Kane, Peach Delphine, Sally O’Dowd, sonja benskin mesher, Anindita Sengupta, Liam Michael Stainsby, Helen Allison, Sarah Connor, Sarah Reeson, Holly York, Jane Dougherty, Gayle J Greenlea, Susan Darlington, Lydia Wist, Dai Fry, and myself. November 20th.

November 20th

MH20 Glory to the newborn king, mixed media on cardboard, 30,2 x 40,6 cm, 2020
Glory to the Newborn King by Marcel Herms
TC 20 Moonrise

Moonrise by Terry Chipp


Wait cloudless
as skies are gathered
under a moon’s rise.
For hunters are out
blades still dark.
As we run through
still-born night,
towards the distant bluff.
Fear these tarot lands
learn to read the signs.
A baby king is out tonight
wrapped in course linen.
A single ruby decorates
his neck.
Soon the moonlight
will paint him
in the richest red.

© Dai Fry 19th November 2

The Evangelists

They come with a message, they say,
and it might be peace, might be war,
all depends on how you take it
or not.

So many of them know what’s best
for everyone else,
some with their faces hidden,
some bloated and swollen over the glittery screens.

They know,
they have ways,
blunt as the muzzle of an assault rifle
or populist prose,

subtle as subliminal advertising.
They drown us in their poisonous diktats,
the swell powerful and dispassionate
as the flood of a moonlit ocean.

-Jane Dougherty

Autumn Winds

Blowers roar everywhere.
Dust glitters gold and silver.
Dry leaves dervish-like
whirl before the wildness.
Lone bird blown off course
mounts to the sky away
from gas-driven hurricanes.

-Holly York 2020

.day 20.

:: small white teeth ::


the road up over comes quiet

sheep stand in groups watching
cattle in a neighbouring field

moved higher due to predicted flooding

it is autumn now proper

some of us most of us
tucked inside
becoming whiter


small white teeth


Moonrise Glory

again, the knives
lost to light,
false prophets stand
exposed to right:
no longer hold
unfettered sight

-Sarah Reeson


“Moon! I See You”

The moon is quiet mystery and understated beauty.

Moon is appreciated, like Sun, but in other ways.
There’s much talk of Sunrise and much skepticism of Moonrise, perhaps because of all it brings: the night, the unknown…

I am in love with Sun but starting to appreciate Moon.
Yesterday I took some photos (not very good ones) of an especially eye-catching waxing crescent by the Pink Eye building; 25.0% illumination.

As shy as Sun is bold Moon dipped suddenly behind clouds inky blue but lacking in density apt to camouflage wholly.

My son spotted Moon before I did. He is in love with its mysticism and association with the stars.

(Glory to the Newborn King)


There exists:

Art and graffiti
Encouragement and deterrent
Differing opinions and perceptions
Right is wrong and wrong is right

I think it’s helpful to bridge gaps


Winglets stir a galaxy away
set in motion catastrophe
condense a world to a word

What word, what fire
from collision? What hope
shrouded in the vision

of a particle
Stars are coruscated

like gems against the void
Let there be light. Lungs,
hypoxic from eternal

contraction and expansion
labour and crucifixion
spear in the quantum

foam, quiver amid vibrating
strings — the resilient song
— a new universe breathes

fills cosmic lungs. With
the wail of a newborn, Love
begins again.

— Gayle J. Greenlea

Moonfall. The sky exploded
and I on my knees, becoming
an elk under stars. Canyon dust.
The wind low and late between
our animal bodies. Around us,

junipers with unruly mops
of hair. Another standing
in the bushes, and another,
until a whole row of us, a herd.
Velvet eyes. Antlers of stone.

-Anindita Sengupta


A burning of phosphorus,
a pooling of mercury,
shard of quartz,
Moon is the reflection
of a star not yet reduced
to its last elements.

We are of ash, wick
long gone, we are ingots
burned out of sand, pale
as Moon, pooled in night sky,
a flame touched by tongue,
there is no ear for this orb,
the signs must be read,
taste the salt of singing
wave, Moon balanced
on horizon’s arc, this flesh
bears the glyphs of your passage,
white lines growing ever pale,
this is the light that dissolves,
that swallows the ember
of all this form ever was.


We lit a candle,
the breath of cloth,
fishbones that remain
unhealed, a glimmer
of star, Moon
or blade,
we spoke together
of broken stones,
ash cast upon the waters,
we spoke of tide
and the inundation of wind,
we turned a blind eye
to your arrival, each day
grown heavy with reckoning.
-Peach Delphine

Bios and Links

-Terry Chipp

grew up in Thurnscoe and ia now living in Doncaster via Wath Grammar school, Doncaster Art College, Bede College in Durham and 30 years teaching.

He sold his first painting at the Goldthorpe Welfare Hall annual exhibition at the age of 17 and he haven’t stopped painting since.

He escaped the classroom 20 years ago to devote more time to his artwork.  Since then he has set up his own studio in Doncaster, exhibited across the north of England as a member of the Leeds Fine Artists group and had his painting demonstrations featured on the SAA’s Painting and drawing TV channel.  Further afield he has accepted invitations to work with international artists’ groups in Spain, Macedonia, Montenegro and USA where his paintings are held in public and private collections. In 2018 he had a solo exhibition in Warsaw, Poland and a joint exhibition in Germany.

His pictures cover a wide range of styles and subjects from abstract to photo-realism though he frequently returns to his main loves of landscape and people.

Visitors are welcome at his studio in the old Art College on Church View, Doncaster.


Facebook:  Terry Chipp Fine Art Painting


-Marcel Herms

is a Dutch visual artist. He is also one of the two men behind the publishing house Petrichor. Freedom is very important in the visual work of Marcel Herms. In his paintings he can express who he really is in complete freedom. Without the social barriers of everyday life.
There is a strong relationship with music. Like music, Herms’ art is about autonomy, freedom, passion, color and rhythm. You can hear the rhythm of the colors, the rhythm of the brushstrokes, the raging cry of the pencil, the subtle melody of a collage. The figures in his paintings rotate around you in shock, they are heavily abstracted, making it unclear what they are doing. Sometimes they look like people, monsters, children or animals, or something in between. Sometimes they disappear to be replaced immediately or to take on a different guise. The paintings invite the viewer to join this journey. Free-spirited.

He collaborates with many different authors, poets, visual artists and audio artists from around the world and his work is published by many different publishers.

-Jane Dougherty

writes novels, short stories and lots of poems. Among her publications is her first chapbook of poetry, thicker than water. She is also a regular contributor to Visual Verse and the Ekphrastic Review. You can find her on twitter @MJDougherty33 and on her blog

-Peach Delphine

is a queer poet from Tampa, Florida. Infatuated with what remains of the undeveloped Gulf coast. Former cook. Has had poems in Cypress Press, Feral Poetry, IceFloe Press, Petrichor. Can be found on Twitter@Peach Delphine

-Dai Fry

is a poet living on the south coast of England. Originally from Swansea. Wales was and still is a huge influence on everything. My pen is my brush. Twitter:  



-Susan Darlington

Susan Darlington’s poetry regularly explores the female experience through nature-based symbolism and stories of transformation. It has been published in Fragmented Voices, Algebra Of Owls, Dreams Walking, and Anti-Heroin Chic among others. Her debut collection, ‘Under The Devil’s Moon’, was published by Penniless Press Publications (2015). Follow her @S_sanDarlington    

-Holly York

lives in Atlanta, Georgia with her two large, frightening lapdogs. A PhD in French language and literature, she has retired from teaching French to university students, as well as from fierce competition in martial arts and distance running. She has produced the chapbooks Backwards Through the Rekroy Wen, Scapes, and Postcard Poetry 2020. When she isn’t hard at work writing poems in English, she might be found reading them in French to her long-suffering grandchildren, who don’t yet speak French.

-Gayle J. Greenlea

is an award-winning poet and counselor for survivors of sexual and gender-related violence. Her poem, “Wonderland”, received the Australian Poetry Prod Award in 2011. She shortlisted and longlisted for the Fish Poetry Prize in 2013, and debuted her first novel Zero Gravity at the KGB Literary Bar in Manhattan in 2016. Her work has been published in St. Julian Press, Rebelle Society, A Time to Speak, Astronomy Magazine, Headline Poetry and Press and The Australian Health Review.

-Helen Allison

lives in the North East of Scotland. Her first poetry collection ‘ Tree standing small’ was published in 2018 with Clochoderick Press. Her work has appeared in journals and magazines in print and online and she is working towards a second collection.

-Lydia Wist

Like someone who tries out hats or other samples before making a final decision, experimenting with different ideas and techniques is how Lydia spends some of her time. This allows for other portions of time to speak through the lens of fiction, creative nonfiction and art. You can find her work at Cargo Collective , Lydia Wist Creative and on Twitter @Lydiawist.

Website links:

-Sarah Connor

lives in the wild, wet, south-west of England, surrounded by mud and apple trees. She writes poems to make sense of the world, and would rather weed than wash up.

-sonja benskin mesher

-Liam Stainsby

holds a bachelor in English Literature and Creative Writing and is a secondary school teacher of English and Creative Writing. Liam is currently writing his first, professional collection of poetry entitled Borders that explores poetry from all around the world. Liam also Co-Hosts a movie discussion podcast entitled: The Pick and Mix Podcast. Liam writes under the pseudonym ‘Michael The Poet’ 

Links: WordPress:

Twitter: stainsby_liam

Instagram: Michael The Poet

-Sarah Reeson

is 54, married and a mother of two, who has been writing and telling stories since childhood. Over the last decade she has utilised writing not just as entertainment, but as a means to improve personal communication skills. That process unexpectedly uncovered increasingly difficult and unpleasant feelings, many forgotten for decades. Diagnosed as a historic trauma survivor in May 2019, Mental health issues had previously hindered the entirety of her adult life: the shift into writing as expression and part of a larger journey into self-awareness began to slowly unwind for her from the past, providing inspiration and focus for a late career change as a multidisciplined artist.


-Gaynor Kane

is a Northern Irish poet from Belfast. She has two poetry pamphlets, and a full collection, from Hedgehog Poetry Press, they are Circling the Sun, Memory Forest and Venus in pink marble (2018, 2019 and Summer 2020 respectively). She is co-author, along with Karen Mooney, of Penned In a poetry pamphlet written in response to the pandemic and due for release 30th November 2020.  Follow her on Twitter @gaynorkane or read more at

Anindita Sengupta


is the author of Walk Like Monsters (Paperwall, 2016) and City of Water (Sahitya Akademi, 2010). Her work has appeared in anthologies and journals such as Plume, 580 Split, One and Breakwater Review. She is Contributing Editor, Poetry, at Barren Magazine. She has received fellowships and awards from the Charles Wallace Trust India, the International Reporting Project, TFA India and Muse India. She currently lives in Los Angeles, California. Her website is 


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