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  • In the Catacombs

    Ice hangs from the glass lantern,
    its dive caught midstream.
    It is patience itself,
    suspended in immense
    loneliness.

    Inside
    the fire flickers
    like a sunset descending
    behind the […]

  • Elizabeth,
    A very nice piece about coping with the times. Thankful we live in a rural or semi-rural area, outdoor activities may be what saves us, physically and spiritually.

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    March 19. It was the first day of spring. Cardinals trilled at dawn. Trees were starting to smudge pink, white and green. I smelled mulch, and fresh, overturned earth. Beauty and hope were in the a […]

  • Not long ago, I walked along a rustic road that wound its way through a thickly forested area, taking in the sounds and sights of nature. Eventually the growth of trees thinned out and I came upon a somewhat […]

  • Susan Shafarzek wrote a new post 6 years ago

    Just as we were hunkering down in the midst of this global emergency, we received the last dozen or so entries for the 2020 Streetlight Essay/Memoir contest. That was a happy distraction! And this is too.

    None […]

  • Erika Raskin wrote a new post 6 years ago

    It was raining hard and Eunice’s husband, Oliver, insisted on getting the car from the lot and bringing it around to the front of Brucie’s, where they were regulars. You could get supper for two, dessert inc […]

  • Erika Raskin wrote a new post 6 years ago

    One time I was on a literary panel and the interviewer asked why I chose to have three kid characters in Best Intentions. I sat there thinking (all eyes on me), ‘Eek, is he saying that was too many? Should I h […]

  • Lovely to see your face again and to read several of your poems! Blessings on you! Sharron

  • Susan Shafarzek wrote a new post 6 years ago

    The day before I turned 40, a Sunday toward the end of the merry month, we went for a drive from our home in West Hartford to the town of Litchfield, Connecticut. I was at the wheel, my wife navigating, our […]

  • Trudy wrote a new post 6 years ago

    I just wrote a new book of poems called Celestial Navigation. One of my favorite stanzas says:

    Penguins man the caps,
    huddle
    against the wind, sheltering
    downy chicks
    flaunting their […]

  • Podcast: A story about a man who moves forward by touching back.

    A fictional story performed by Joe Guay.

    Read the story online: Just Another One of Those by Stephanie Coyne DeGhett

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    Photography for me started as a hobbyist’s yearning for perfectionism and how to depict it using one of the simplest formats—the photograph—rather than any real try at becoming a profes […]

  • I’m a Los Angeles-based conceptual artist and painter. I was born in Jerusalem, Israel. Although my parents did not have any special interest in the arts and never painted, I started painting in childhood, […]

  • I just read your blog…You just GO, woman!…my, my…life sure is something, isn’t it? Lovely, lovely to hear from you after all these years….

  • Have you heard what dying people are said to regret? Working too much. Spending too little time with family and friends. Not speaking up when someone is out of line. Postponing joy. These are real regrets. I know […]

  • I remember the moment I knew my grandmother’s mind was slipping away.

    My cousin leaned in to give her a kiss and say goodnight. “Goodnight, Dahh-ling,” she replied as only she could, and then, to no one in pa […]

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    To me, being alive means dealing with one challenge after another—some glorious, others not so much. My current, decidedly inglorious challenge is having chemotherapy for metastatic cancer. I think of ch […]

  • 69 Killed on Eastern Jet in a Crash near Charlotte
    New York Times,September 12, 1974

    Like Odysseus, you sail the ocean in howling winds.
    No arm chair academic in corduroys,
    you are my […]

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    I’m drawn to the wild juxtapositions that collage creates. I love the idea that anyone armed only with scissors and glue can construct an image that’s as fresh as a dream and just as st […]

  • Low clouds and the slate-
    colored river glimpsed
    through the trees, the train
    jolts into the day.
    A day like this compresses
    your thoughts into scraps, I said.
    One day’s like any other,
    they f […]

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