John Delaney retired as curator of historic maps at Princeton University Library, and moved out to Port Townsend, WA. He’s traveled widely, preferring remote, natural settings, and is addicted to kayaking and hiking. In 2017, he published Waypoints (Pleasure Boat Studio, Seattle), a collection of place poems. Twenty Questions, a chapbook, is forthcoming from Finishing Line Press. […]Read more "Paper Wasps"
Suzanne Ondrus‘ first book Passion Seeds won the 2013 Vernice Quebodeaux Pathways Poetry Prize. She is a Fulbright Scholar in Burkina Faso, West Africa where she teaches creative writing. My African Trousseau The fabric is folded, patterns and colors in dark drawers. You, my love, are gone. but the fabric remains, away from light, away […]Read more "My African Trousseau"
Daniel Newcomer is a writer from the US (now living in the Netherlands). While working to make fiction a career, the road has taken Daniel to some strange places, from working as a clown/professional water skier to the underground, hobo community of Madison, WI. Some of his past publications have included long-form nonfiction in 34th […]Read more "The Aristocrat"
Anna Linetskaya is an emerging writer who, after years of academic work and legal practice, finally finds herself writing pieces she truly enjoys. She is currently working on her first novel while completing her MFA in Creative Writing at the City College of New York. When not working on her book, Anna is sure to […]Read more "myLife | part 2"
Mary Shanley is a poet/storyteller living in New York City. She has published four books and frequently publishes online and in print journals. Dreams of Drumlish Mama was the mountain. Streams of bloodlines flow downward through Mama’s jubilant heart and snow-white hair. Ancient soil under her feet, invoking resurrection of ancestors, inviting them to, […]Read more "Dreams of Drumlish"
My Bonsai Tree on the Southern Window Ledge in the Laundry Room To the nearly four-hundred-year-old Yamaki white pine bonsai that survived the atomic blast in Hiroshima and now lives in an arboretum museum in Washington, DC This small juniper. One clay pot awash in moss weathered for five springs below my garden Buddha. To […]Read more "My Bonsai Tree on the Southern Window Ledge in the Laundry Room "
Carol Smallwood returned to college to take creative writing classes and has founded humane societies. Her 2017 books include: In Hubble’s Shadow (Shanti Arts); Prisms, Particles, and Refractions (Finishing Line Press); Interweavings: Creative Nonfiction (Shanti Arts); Library Outreach to Writers and Poets: Interviews and Case Studies of Cooperation; Gender Issues and the Library: and Case Studies of Innovative Programs […]Read more "Wallpaper Triolet"
January Month of poems. Bark, rain-stripped and grey. Tears of amber sap, of cold, frost and snow days when even the birds retreat. Winter hedges us along, the red berries bright against the rust-brown, moss-covered, lichen-mottled shades of January. We must be careful what we think about these days. We’re at the age now when […]Read more "January"
H. E. Riddleton‘s life is synonymous with writing. She is the curious kind, an Alice of sorts and is in constant sought of subject. She is a current editorial staff for her college’s literary magazine: TCC South’s Script and has forthcoming fall publications in The Ibis Head Review and The Light Ekphrastic. Ghost of the […]Read more "Ghost of the Sea Mirror"
Solar Eclipse Glasses My doorbell rings. A delivery man vanishes. He left a bubble-pack of three shades. Red, green, and black: blood, wealth, and darkness. Do not use in daily life when driving or walking. Made in China. Supervise children at all times. Who was it who sees through a glass dimly? Or the actual […]Read more "Solar Eclipse Glasses"