Poetry: Shoreline Meditation
Photo by Sofya Kholodkova Six a.m.—light of a new day just beginning to illuminate patches of distant waves through a dense haze. Tideline dotted with clamshells, some closed and…
Photo by Sofya Kholodkova Six a.m.—light of a new day just beginning to illuminate patches of distant waves through a dense haze. Tideline dotted with clamshells, some closed and…
Photo by Catt Liu This morning I’m awakened by a discussion outside my window between a wild turkey and a crow. It seems a friendly exchange, even when decibels…
There is something big as the sky inside you A blue cloudless sky An ocean inside you Have you heard it move Along the lines of your eyes Felt it…
Jeanie Greensfelder’s new book of poetry invites readers to see the world as she feels it. Time Traveler is a lesson in perspective. The work spans more than 80 years,…
My ten-year-old self climbs into her time machine, aims for age twenty-four, and over-shoots the mark. In the ballpark still, but landing with me, age eighty, she pouts, wants…
Previously published in EPIC Literary Magazine.
Photo by Piotr Szajewski As the sun begins to set, on the highest tips of leafless twigs are perched at least fifty sparrows, all facing toward the setting sun…
Photo by Jonathan Borba There are no trivial gestures. Each day is summoned not by grand events, but by the smallest rituals: the pulling of curtains, the clink of…
Photo by Daniel Adesina To hold the day before me like a rare treasure, the hours smooth pearls strung by hand on a thick thread of longing. To recognize…
Like the trial run to the hospital when I was pregnant, I visit the San Luis cemetery with its stone and plastic-flowered landscape. Death comes with birth, yet my…