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dale-estey's picture
Oct.01.2010
By Kevin Hartnett My appetite for fiction comes and goes and recently it’s been hard to find. It’s no coincidence that during this period in which my bookmark has not moved from page 87 of Emma I’ve been feeling a little like Ishmael at the beginning of Moby-Dick, possessed of the urge to step...
bro-smith-sgs's picture
Apr.18.2010
  Welcome Back, It is a fine saying in which vainglory is compared to an onion or other bulbous root. In the region of spiritual asceticism, there is no struggle more difficult than against the spirit of vainglory; the desire of being praised. This is what the hermits meant by vainglory is natural...
SharonWalling's picture
Feb.25.2010
WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE? She was a tall, slender brunette. She carried a Gucci bag and sported Prada shoes. Her sultry voice could be heard all over the coffee shop. "I’ll have a grande, non-fat latte, no whip, with an extra shot." She had all her specifications. Relayed them to the barrista...
sherrie-theriault's picture
Feb.20.2010
February 20   Katie’s Wish    Does G-d arrange for my parking spot, foil the Colts opponents, release the stains from my dry-cleaning?   Can I ask for the petty and pedantic? All One G-d Faith, reads the side of the soap bottle, but really is there only one?  Like Santa?  The Tooth Fairy?  OZ?  Is...
eve-kushner's picture
Jan.15.2010
When you long for something or someone, do you think of that longing as having a particular location? Do you store it somewhere, such as your heart, mind, soul, or journal? I don’t feel as if my yearnings have specific addresses; they seem all-pervasive. But the following word hints at the idea...
sherrie-theriault's picture
Nov.30.2009
November 30   FLAW IN SNOW     Waiting for snow.  Waiting for cold fingers, slick roads, warm beds, reading by firelight.  Waiting for the proof of lack of control.  Waiting itself proves lack of control.  I can dance the snow dance and refuse to buy new shovels, hang out laundry, put out every...
balthazar-rodrigue-nzomono-balenda's picture
Nov.04.2009
  Saka-Saka (Cassava Leaves)       Saka-Saka (Saca-Saca, Sakasaka, and also known as Mpondou, Mpondu, or Pondu) is the Congolese word for cassava leaves, and the name of a dish made from them. Could "saka" be a Congolese pronunciation of "cassava", doubled...
sherrie-theriault's picture
Sep.20.2009
September 20   JUST A TASTE OF SUNSHINE    The sunrise is so beautiful I want to taste it.  Like a child who needs to put everything in her mouth to really know it, I feel the need for a bite.  I want to participate in every way.  I want to blend with the color of the sky, join the horizon and dip...
carole-mackin's picture
Jun.20.2009
Saturday, June 20, 2009.Soon the tilt and orbit of Earth will take us to the turning point of the solstice. Since antiquity, this is a time of deep sorrow in the Middle East and profound religious outpouring. If you pile on top of that, a disputed Iranian election and a struggle for Kurdish...
jodi-thompson's picture
Jun.06.2009
I need a change of venue. I require an altered state. I fancy a different view. I yearn for a varied routine. I desire a transformation. I crave an unusual taste. I hunger for a new feel. I want to not be me.