Emalisa Rose

4 years ago

the 5:39 out of Ronkonkoma the sundown of silvergulls ushers in our 5:39. Tracks zip and zoom connecting commuters with…

Connie Soper

4 years ago

Foot Massage My parents never danced in the kitchen— no flamboyant dip in a red silk dress, no rakish tilted…

Ellen Stone

4 years ago

When you moved to Kansas City I wonder if you miss the Flint Hills driving west, the way they glowed…

Doug Stone

4 years ago

The Poet Crosses the Border Between Now and Then . . . the artist needs time in which the raw…

John Steffler

4 years ago

That Night We Were Ravenous Driving from Stephenville in the late October dusk -- the road swooping and disappearing ahead…

Pepper Trail

4 years ago

Grouse Gap The willows stir with warblers, juncos Late July, and the mountain is burning Moving from forest into smoke…

Back Page with Daniel DeRoux

4 years ago

Artist’s Statement: Although I am a painter and sculptor, I have always thought that if I had something important enough…

About Parliamentary Poet Laureate John Steffler

4 years ago

John Steffler served as the Parliamentary Poet Laureate of Canada from 2006 to 2008. Though he was born and educated…

That Night We were Ravenous

4 years ago

Driving from Stephenville in the late October dusk -- the road swooping and disappearing ahead like an owl, the hills…

It was not the breadbasket but you could see it from there–Rachel Barton

4 years ago

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