You are the second thing I reach foreach morning, rolling overstill cocooned in the last few moments of sleep.Metal appendage, glass covered in fingerprints.Mine, yours, a third.Needed to correct a lensclouded with age, memories, dreams.They provide constant protection,keeping the knife at bay.Do these make me look smart?Smart is damn sexy.Don’t make passes at those who … Continue reading Sight Unseen by Joni Youse
Seeds Of Gratitude by Mary Perrin Scott
The month is MarchPackets of possibility arriveThe seed trays are waitingCarefully little seedsAre planted in the trayOf cups. Gently watered The sunroom nurturesTheir daily growth withWarmth of early spring sunUp they come, one by oneAsters, scallions, spinachNasturtiums, and lettuce The garden now tendedAnd prepared. Moo-doo compostOrganic fertilizers all turned in. Seedlings plantedJuly arrives with heat … Continue reading Seeds Of Gratitude by Mary Perrin Scott
Ode to My Coffee Maker by T. Mary Tallon
Oh classic Cuisinart coffee maker, how I adore theeFor each morning you beckon me out of slumberWith your, not too loud so as to wake the whole house beepsCalling, “come start the day— it’s time” No K-cups in this kitchen, only unbleached filters and a stockpile of whole beansYour timeless stainless steel form frames your … Continue reading Ode to My Coffee Maker by T. Mary Tallon
Ode to our kitchen table by Kathy Barlow
We gathered round the kitchen table,Complete with six strong chairs,Confident we had learnt the fableOf how a family fares.Built from ash hewn miles away,When furniture was built to last.Heavy wood symbolizing structure and permanenceSurviving spilt milk, and juice, and cabernet.Now that forty years have passedWe celebrate how our family surpassed,And filled six chairs with love … Continue reading Ode to our kitchen table by Kathy Barlow
STACKS FROM TREES by Duane L. Herrmann
It is paper,it is treeschewed upreconstitutedinto thin, flat sheetsthat fill my roomin stacks and stackswith little order,but they are minechosen by mefor some purposeI may, or may not,remember.No one can take them awayuntil I die,not like childhood toystaken by othersand brokenor put high upnot even Icould reach.Nor my childhoodtaken by workthat was not mine,so I … Continue reading STACKS FROM TREES by Duane L. Herrmann
We’re hiring! ACW is seeking a Communications Manager
The Adirondack Center for Writing is welcoming applications for the position of Communications Manager. Download a pdf of the job description. Communications Manager Adirondack Center for Writing Organization Description: ACW cultivates the art of writing and the joy of reading. We celebrate the power of language to invite discovery and to create an understanding of people … Continue reading We’re hiring! ACW is seeking a Communications Manager
The Vagaries of Memory by Leslie Sittner
Memory dissolves life eventsor freezes them in timeor floods them with confusionor drowns them in denial Memory can chip away at consciencecan harden the heartcan burden the braincan strangle the soul Memory will retrieveremindreviewre-enact life events Or Memory loseslimitsaltersignores life events Until #MeToowhen Memory recoversa life event in stunning claritywho-what-when-where-how Acknowledge & accept it? YesWrite … Continue reading The Vagaries of Memory by Leslie Sittner
Goodbye Daddy by Joni Youse
I don’t dare to stay long...I said to the mirrorI never wanted tosay goodbye to youI never wanted youto see me cryYou are goneyet you are hereIn my heartIn my soul...I just had to see youto say goodbye
One Last Adventure by Duane L. Herrmann
Two men were out for a drive. They could have been father and son, but were not. They were just friends, the younger one taking the older one for a drive to give him something new to look at and give his wife a break from the need to watch him. He had reached that … Continue reading One Last Adventure by Duane L. Herrmann
