Rachel Hadas: That Patch of Warmth
August. Midday. Look up: flawless sky
until a cloud sprouts; sidles; suddenly
blots out the sun. Wind troubles the trees
August 10, 2022 · 2 Comments
Arlene Weiner: More
Before he could speak my grandson learned
two signs, Finished, More,
like the first wordless words
at the breast, turning the head
or latching on.
June 4, 2022 · 4 Comments
Rachel Hadas: Sourdough Starter
One batch of sourdough starter, it is said,
can trace its lineage generations back.
Each fresh loaf carries on the tangy smack…
May 28, 2022 · Leave a comment
Jose Padua: Breaking Bread
Although we call it breaking bread there are few acts of breaking less violent than this, and though dinners sometimes erupt, and lunches boil over into menace and disgust, the … Continue reading
November 19, 2014 · Leave a comment
