Judith A. Brice: Before the Terns
It’s always the waves I hear, the lapping of the lake at Walloon— perhaps the first sound my young memory held, before the kingfishers’, the terns’ bolting splash to grab … Continue reading
January 28, 2019 · Leave a comment
Joan E. Bauer: Bird’s Landing, Monongahela
They were flying steady in the winter of ’56, from Nevada, the B-25, six men on board, three pilots and crew bound east. At a stop in Oklahoma, the snow … Continue reading
January 9, 2019 · Leave a comment
Atisha: Migrating Birds
We should live with few possessions and dwell with our backs turned to the things that cause grasping. We should be as wanderers in foreign lands taking food as it … Continue reading
October 29, 2015 · Leave a comment
