Month: March 2022

The New England Poetry Club has an open mic once a month.  After three readings by selected poets, the mic is thrown open for about 10 callers each of whom can present one poem.  If you are interested in listening in, or in having a chance to read, let...

We just went through a time change which reminded me that around the time of the last change (“fall back”) I got bogged down in a short story.  The story is called The Lost Hour and the premise is simple: the hour that you lose when you fall back...

Fires/March 2022 I piled the wood carefully over paper and kindling,cross-hatched and balanced, with proper space between logs,made sure the flue was open,gently touched the edge of my match at bottomwatched dark smoke and burning shards of newsprint flutter upwardthen catch of the wood and sudden flash of yellow...

We all know what the news tells us about Ukraine. I await an outpouring of poetry and prose about what is happening there. Focus on this was sharpened for me when someone in my office, born in Russia, came to me and apologized (as if she had invaded herself)....