Winter Wonder by Duane L. Herrmann
I was sick. There was a new baby at home. No one wanted the baby to get the cold I had. The decision was made to send me away. For … Continue reading Winter Wonder by Duane L. Herrmann
I was sick. There was a new baby at home. No one wanted the baby to get the cold I had. The decision was made to send me away. For … Continue reading Winter Wonder by Duane L. Herrmann
My ancestors were invaders one, and more, hundred years agofrom far pale lands.My ancestors were invaded one, and more, hundred years ago,having been here thousandsof successive generations.Who has more right?Tragically, greed and … Continue reading Invaders and Invaded – Me by Duane L. Herrmann
Walking through winter grass small tunnels are seen under light snow. Follow a tunnel to a hole. Enter the hole a distance into the ground. It is well made. There … Continue reading Small World by Duane L. Herrmann
The first time I read my poetry in front of an audience, I had to go out of state. I didn’t want anyone I knew to witness my attempt. I … Continue reading For Me? by Duane L. Herrmann
“It’s better to lie to you than disappoint your brothers.” I read this sentence with satisfaction that my mother was now, at last, telling me the truth. All my childhood … Continue reading My Mother’s Letter by Duane L. Herrmann
Here my last words and most baffling; Here the frailest leaves of me and yet my strongest lasting, Here I shade and hide my thoughts, myself do not expose them, … Continue reading Here the Frailest Leaves by Duane L. Herrmann
How many people have done spring cleaning on their entire life? Started over with a new beginning? I did when I was seventeen. All the members of my family who … Continue reading Spring Cleaning My Life by Duane L. Herrmann
I know it is springwhen warm enoughSpring Peepers singthe whole night long.As air warmsthey sing brieflybut then retreatto burrows and holes.Spring is comingbut not yet here.Trees still bare,wind blows harsh,with … Continue reading Spring Peeping by Duane L. Herrmann
Every national bordershould be monumentto forgetting division, suspicionand efforts to controlothers. A border should benothing morethan an idea,a minor convenience,for counting peopleso to help them.Un-national borders abound:between cities, neighborhoods,and other … Continue reading EVERY UN-NATIONAL BORDER by Duane L. Herrmann