I don’t know which I love more: words or music. I have played the ‘cello since I was 10 years old. A LONG time. I write poetry about music. I collect poetry about music. I love to read aloud. I believe in wordplay. Here’s a poem about sound: The MoonContinue Reading
For some of us, it’s feeling mighty hot in Asheville of late; but I understand it’s generally hotter (and either much drier or substantially wetter) in most parts of the country than it is here. Whatever the weather outside, you’ll find cool, dry air to breathe, and delicious coffee andContinue Reading
First Place Too Many Books By Howard Paine There are too many books to read, too many words to cram into my brain causing me pain driving me irresponsible. Read three books last week and cannot remember what they were about only that I enjoyed them. I hate television, thoughContinue Reading
by Wendell Berry Love the quick profit, the annual raise, vacation with pay. Want more of everything ready-made. Be afraid to know your neighbors and to die. And you will have a window in your head. Not even your future will be a mystery any more. Your mind will beContinue Reading
1st Place: “Taking Issue with Kahlil Gibran” by Lenore Coberly 2nd Place: “Olympic Peninsula” by James Davis 3rd Place: “Warm Afternoon at Jeff’s” by Connor Vine Honorable Mention: “A Wink to Byron Katie” by Janice Sutton Honorable Mention: “Trip Taking” by William W. Cobbs II Honorable mention A Wink toContinue Reading
SCRUPULOSITY I look around me At the ruins of my room The jumbled piles of projects Still half-done The dregs of documents picked up While I was on the run Could I resurrect them now? The desiccated bones Of where I’ve been All unnerve me with their watchful eyes TheyContinue Reading
Enough She dreamed Of the day she would have Enough courage To drop her idea Of the way it Should be. Then, she would step Into the wild pool And bathe into the Joy that only This letting go Could bring. When her heart asked her, “When will this be?”Continue Reading
“Sic transit gloria mundi,” “How doth the busy bee,” “Dum vivimus vivamus,” I stay mine enemy! Oh “veni, vidi, vici!” Oh caput cap-a-pie! And oh “memento mori” When I am far from thee! Hurrah for Peter Parley! Hurrah for Daniel Boone! Three cheers, sir, for the gentleman Who first observedContinue Reading
by Michael S. Harper a love supreme, a love supreme a love supreme, a love supreme Sex fingers toes in the marketplace near your father’s church in Hamlet, North Carolina— witness to this love in this calm fallow of these minds, there is no substitute for pain: genitals gone orContinue Reading
