Emily Littlewood

  • 23 Feet Deep
     
    The footway we walk sketches
    brown lines on green fields that seem
    to hover over the Irish Sea. All around us
    sheep and cows hold their mouths to grass,
    unmindful of heaven. This perpetual […]

  • Erika Raskin wrote a new post 9 years ago

     

    Catherine carefully dumped the coffee grounds onto the center of the front page and then folded over the four corners, making a neat bundle. Robert didn’t like to read the news and she was always ca […]

  • Lisa, I had no idea! How brave and strong you are. Thank you for the many insights I’ve gained through this essay.

  • Thank you for this.

  • Erika Raskin wrote a new post 9 years ago

    In my old age, I have become an artist’s model. Every couple of months, I remove all metal adorning my body, enter a radiation-proof inner sanctum, climb up on a conveyor belt that carries me into a cavernous […]

  • Absolutely terrific writing & a beautiful moving story.

  • Erika Raskin wrote a new post 9 years ago

    I first read Elizabeth Bishop’s “The Fish” when I was in college. Five American Poets was the course, taught by a ruddy-faced Midwestern professor who began class by reading aloud a poem, often reciting it from m […]

  • As a child, one of the most thrilling things to me was the story my father told about how he, at the age of ten, first encountered Indians on a dusty road near the Flandreau Santee Indian Reservation in South […]

  • 2nd place winner of the Streetlight 2017 Poetry Contest

    My Grandmother Kills a Chicken
     
    The hen house her grocery,
    she strode the aisles of cluck,
    straw, and feathers for eggs
    reaching under each bird […]

  • 1st place winner of the Streetlight 2017 Poetry Contest

    Thoor Ballylee
    Home of W.B. Yeats
    Massive stone, empty air, the river’s
    cool breath, a space the poet enters.
    Image stacked upon image reveals
    his w […]

  • 3rd place winner of the Streetlight 2017 Poetry Contest

    Witness
     
    It seemed an unlikely spot for a prophet, the annual library book sale
    in a dim warehouse on a summer day, but there she was,
    rocking side […]

  • We were the ones who fell between the cracks in the social order. We loathed the popular kids—the jocks, cheerleaders, and rich kids. We pitied the stoners and the nerds. To all of them, we were invisible, s […]

  • Trudy wrote a new post 9 years, 1 month ago

    I did the same thing in the first two minutes upon meeting her for the first time that I did while sitting with a friend of more than 20 years two days before. I cried. I felt humbled and felt the tears well up, […]

  • wow. what a nose for nuance!
    I never connected the yellows…

    thanks, Sharon!

  • Trudy wrote a new post 9 years, 1 month ago

    This past week I had an unusual experience in a memoir class. Several of us had turned in an excerpt to be critiqued during class. The workshop leader asked another writer to read my excerpt aloud. We were not to […]

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    She felt the first loose tooth at 5am on Tuesday. A back tooth on the lower left side, her wisdom tooth? She felt it the moment she woke up, lying in bed while the monitor screamed in her ear.

    She […]

  • Writing a story from a foreign or external perspective offers not only the reward of expanding your own awareness about people but can also lead to empathy for others that you may not have had before. To write […]

  • Full disclosure: I didn’t ask Erika Raskin* to be this month’s interviewee until after she had decided on the story I had submitted. That being said, once she had reached her decision (a yes, by the way!), I […]

  • The Blue Shirt
    As the doors close on 2016 we may find ourselves casting a backward glance, not only on the past year but back over our entire life as well, especially if we’ve reached a certain age. For many of u […]

  • Mount Fuji
     
    My friend always wanted to see the mountain
    with its eternal snow, but she never
    crossed the ocean to Japan. Instead,
    she bought a small reproduction
    of Hokusai’s “Boy Viewing Mount Fuji […]

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