Because the infinite possibilities at the end of your string lead to a world of wonder.

Dorothy Riehm

Here and Now

A moment tenderly unfolding it could be anywhere, any time, a time when I am truly present not lost somewhere in my tangled mind. Look,...

Dorothy Riehm

I Was Going to Write a Poem

I was going to write a poem but I made a pie instead. It was much easier, and so much more appreciated. I mean, you can eat a pie, you...

Tzivia Gover

A Writer Who Shares Her Dreams

My dreams took up the job of writing coach early on. At twenty-one I wrote in the artists’ sketchbook that served as my journal: “My...

Linda LDuc

Mycelium Flowering

What compels me to sit and write… There are facts, studies, but what is the “push”? Inspiration. Breath in. Expiration. Breath out. Could...

Melissa Shaak

At the Gate

I filmed “At the Gate” at MFA Boston’s Japanese Zen Garden, using a stop-motion technique in which the movements of real people are made...

Marie Lavendier

The Do-Over

We had never rafted before or really spent time in the Southwest. But there we were—a family paddling down the Green River in Utah....

Linda Castronovo

Wild Cats

I was nine years old when we moved to the new cedar and glass house Mom and Jim designed to perch over an intermittent stream in...

George Lancaster

Spreading the Love, One Jar at a Time

Becoming the next caretaker of our family tradition feels distinctly Southern. Not for the act of caretaking, per se, but for what the...

Eileen P. Kennedy

A Sight

a spectator sees unseen things like knowing where new trees grow an accounting for branches ends or where the roots spread their bends a...

Barbara Wimsatt

The Evolution of Spring

I get drunk on trees On bare branches strung together Beautifully laced Tiny buds greenly sugaring the sky And the starburst of magnolias...

Linda Castronovo

Elizabeth Castronovo 1962-2022

My sister Elizabeth was diagnosed with Chronic Lymphocytic Leukemia (CLL) in August 2000, two months after her 38th birthday. Married and...

Jane McPhetres Johnson

Applause

walking on dead leaves blood reds, skin tints, old fool's gold soles on souls, clapping Hakuin Ekaku’s well-known koan: “Two hands clap...

Stephanie Shafran

A Call to Arms:

Aventuras en Las Sierras Guadarramas In the fall of 1971, at the outset of my junior year abroad as a student at Smith College, I had an...

Mycelia C.

Without Words

We walk without words through the near pasture where Monarchs flit above flowers, Larks build grass houses, an old birch tree towers....

Elizabeth Castronovo

31 Tips for the Newly Diagnosed

1 - Picture yourself extremely old, and very happy. 2 - Sleep. Sleep some more. 3 - Your body is the boss. Listen up. 4 - Sugar is...

Lynn Bechtel

The Redemptive Power of Sunsets

I don’t have a clear view of sunsets from my house but on mid-summer evenings I can see a faint rosy glow, the edge of the sunset,...

Dorothy Riehm

Words

There are words written inside of me, that are written already in the wide open sky. They seem to disappear like wispy clouds or like...

Madlynn Haber

What You Can Do

You can put feathers in your hair. You can put shells in a glass jar to sit on the windowsill. You can collect rocks from holy places....

George Lancaster

A Lasting Chore

The booth seats in the cafe haven’t changed. Just like before, the tufted, faux-leather upholstery smells of spoiled milk. Fifteen years...

Linda Castronovo

The Other Side

Will it hurt much? she asks It’s a few drops by mouth, mom. It won’t hurt I’m ready She opens her mouth like a baby bird We hold hands,...

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