Paul Christensen: A Diary of Winter
The cold came in silent as an owl. The fences stared out at the clenched landscape with gaping eyes, unlocked gates, a path already flattened out in anticipation of the coming snow.
January 12, 2025 · 9 Comments
Charles Reznikoff: Te Deum
Not for victory
but for the day’s work done
as well as I was able;
not for a seat upon the dais
but at the common table.
January 10, 2025 · 13 Comments
James Crews: After the Blizzard & Sunflower
…awe will follow you from now on
wherever you go, like the snow-light
that fills these rooms
January 9, 2025 · 9 Comments
Alexis Rhone Fancher: Stages of Grief
17 years since my son’s death, and still, each night when my husband drifts off, I watch movies, write, or read. Anything to stay awake.
January 7, 2025 · 18 Comments
Thomas McGuire: Grief Observed
A host of magpie kith and kin come
Back to tend and keen the fallen.
January 7, 2025 · 16 Comments