by Jenne Micale How do we carry our burdens? You cast your eyes down at the horseblock marking the sparkle of gravel and then up, defiant, a mare tousling her mane as she runs free. You accept, take it upon your back as broad as a pony, the breath labored until you find the balance…
Sharon Smith The Trees said, “Avalon will rise again.” A spark flashed in my soul. Small flecks of heat. A warmth spread out within me, The embers fanned by the morning breeze Rustling through the canopy overhead Until the fire roared. Excitement? Uncertainty? Whatever could it mean? “Avalon will rise again.” The very idea, A…
By Linda Lurcott Being the daughter of an amateur astronomer the night sky is usually a topic of discussion or the plan of the evening, to view through the family telescope. Last fall, I discovered a photographic exhibit, entitled “Star Struck”, on astronomy at a nearby museum. I immediately wanted to take my dad. Then I noticed…
ONE WOMAN’S THOUGHTS BY SUSAN MORGAINE #1 I am not old but I am so old I am strong but I am broken I am a survivor and yet I cry I want to scream but I am silent I am a woman but there is a child within I am here but I am…
Last night I dreamt of a lion By Ruth Humphreys Last night I dreamt of a lion. The moon was full, she met me by a childhood stream. I walked with her equals, calm, poised Inside screaming. This was a rite. A little faster, she caught up, her mouth open considering her prey. Her head…
By Charlotte Hussey At dawn I drop armfuls of leafy plants, buds on slender stalks, frail, scented blossoms, hundreds upon hundreds— into a vat of river water. I stir from edge to center, chaos to order, watch sunlight reflect off the pin-wheeling liquids, ridged with tiny waves, like crimped, opening petals. Slowly the…