ACW is thrilled to announce the 2020 selected residents for the Anne LaBastille Memorial Writers Residency, taking place over the first two weeks of October at the Lodge at Twitchell Lake. With a record-breaking number of applicants this year, the selected writers were picked for their high quality of writing by this year's panel of … Continue reading Announcing the selected writers for the 2020 Anne LaBastille Memorial Residency
New online class! Writing an Art-Inspired Poem
Experience the Joy of Ekphrastic Poetry! Thursday, August 27, 5:00-6:30pm Registration: $20 If you love words and art, the ancient form of "ekphrastic" (art-inspired) poetry is a rich field of inspiration and collaboration for telling our stories and describing our experiences through poems. As a poet, visual artist and founder of The Poartry Project, instructor … Continue reading New online class! Writing an Art-Inspired Poem
Poetry: The Power To Inspire And Change by Maria Foster
While not all people find poetry to be something they’re intimately familiar with, it’s actually something we all love deep inside; we just aren’t aware of it. Unfortunately, as we grow older and grow up, for most people this love fades. Remember how you listened to more new music when you were a teenager, but … Continue reading Poetry: The Power To Inspire And Change by Maria Foster
Chosen Option by Sparker
this is forthose who just gotta sayor just gotta staybecause they are moved lateral, longitude; no languishingthis here, this now; this presence, this hopeprovides wings to lift the weary weight this is not something we wearno designation, but a designin time, in season, in truthwe continue to circle back this is not stuck; this is … Continue reading Chosen Option by Sparker
Daily Haiku by Leslie Sittner
woodlands waking upspring appears with bits of greentree buds in first blush Full Worm Moon in Marchrobins and crows dig for treatsdivots show success trail mud sucks boots inlittle white dog in knee-deepmud season just sucks doves share a taught wirewaiting to make ground landingbeneath bird feeders midnight dog walk dankrain-fog-clouds obscure viewingApril’s Full Pink … Continue reading Daily Haiku by Leslie Sittner
Untitled by Weezie Prescott
I love you but I can’t see you right now even though you’re just inches away. A thin wall separates us like a bundling board separates a young couple. Yet, I am not interested in intimacy at this point, just a smile would be nice. My heart is a wave, washing ashore, trying to find … Continue reading Untitled by Weezie Prescott
Directional by Ruth Ann Dandrea
My front door opens to the east.My back door opens to the north.Patio doors open south. Onlywindows look west. This morning’ssun rises bright in the eastern sky,but dark clouds come from the westto eat it up. Another train moansa low whistle along its southerntrack, saying, “Somebody’s goingsomewhere.” But it isn’t me. I wait.Sitting in the … Continue reading Directional by Ruth Ann Dandrea
It’s Too Dark, April 2020 by Edward Pontacoloni
“I love you, but I can’t see you right now,” she turned away from him, “it’s too dark.” Owls are nocturnal and hunt in the dark. Like panthers that prefer their blackness. The sun’s corona lent its name, and blackness spread pandemically, Turning her away. Absenting her from him. Like black is the absence of … Continue reading It’s Too Dark, April 2020 by Edward Pontacoloni
Directional by Ruth Ann Dandrea
My front door opens to the east.My back door opens to the north.Patio doors open south. Onlywindows look west. This morning’ssun rises bright in the eastern sky,but dark clouds come from the westto eat it up. Another train moansa low whistle along its southerntrack, saying, “Somebody’s goingsomewhere.” But it isn’t me. I wait.Sitting in the … Continue reading Directional by Ruth Ann Dandrea
