Poem by Amy Nawrocki: Present Progressive
Read more...the leaves are blowing. there is no other way to say it.
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Poem by Lisa Schwartz: Our Long Sad Brief Season
Read moreIf this is our season then doom is our fate; Our politics are treason and we are its freight.
David Abrams Quote: Talk to, Not only About
Read moreHow insulting to the other beings--to foraging black bears and twisted old cypresses--that no longer sense us talking to...
Grace Notes #1
Read more"Grace notes" will occasionally capture my jottings of incidental gratitude for sacramental moments in the shards of daily...
New Poem: Northeast Harbor Marina
Read moreSuch static power chomps at the bit restless to fly free but meanwhile, moored on a glassy calm...
