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tracy-ewens's picture
Apr.02.2013
I went to the library on Thursday. It's hard to fully describe this experience, but here goes. I haven't been to a library in years.  I think I had forgotten all about places like libraries.  Maggie has swim now at a different pool two days a week.  We went early so I could get my...
naseem-rakha's picture
Feb.22.2013
More photos from this walk at The Quiet   Snow is falling at the Grand Canyon right now, and it is—quiet. A cushioned cloister of snow-soft sounds. A feather-world of silent flakes. A hush, a whisper, a kiss. And I think, I love snow. I love its padded footsteps, a cat on a carpet....
elmaz-abinader's picture
Jan.12.2013
The BART train climbed out of the Lake Merritt station toward Fruitvale. Along this route, we see the place where the city stashes its stuff—tires and palates, barrels and construction vehicles. It’s the city’s junk drawer. The clutter of the flatlands rises up to the hills and their golden chain...
alex-fraser's picture
May.01.2012
May Day was warm and quiet.    Woke after a long sleep.    Tried to deal with some technical and financial woes.    Later, I called the indomnitable BAMBO-BAMBO in the fastness of Okahoma to wish him Happy May Day.  I'm glad to report that he sounded strong and...
rebbecca-hill's picture
Apr.10.2012
Rain was forecast for Easter Sunday. It didn’t rain at all. Instead the air was warm, the sky—a soft blue with wisps of white clouds. Quiche Lorraine was a success, despite a small portion of the bottom edge of the crust burning. I could see it when I looked under the glass pie plate. I was happy...
christine-bottaro's picture
Aug.31.2010
It's the end of the day, and the world is quiet.  I hear the very faint whisper of my laptop, the hum of car tires out on the road.   Once in a while I hear that odd whistling test-signal noise ears make inside, but not right now.  I would hear it very loudly right now if it were to start.  It is...
elmaz-abinader's picture
Jul.11.2010
My second apartment in New York was on the upper west side, in a neighborhood I couldn't possibly afford now. My studio was the parlor of a brownstone between Columbus and the park, just four houses away from CPW. The neighborhood was transitioning from boarding workers from the south to harboring...
allan-james-cox's picture
Apr.04.2010
Find Your Model1.    Models are so good they don't know it.2.    Models teach us not by what they say but by the way they behave.3.    Models often don't know they're models, won't accept the title.4.    Models are masters.5.    Models know how to be quiet.6.    Models invest themselves wholly in...
SharonWalling's picture
Mar.27.2010
WITHDRAWALS   It’s true. I’m having withdrawals. It only happens about every two, or three months. But they are here and I’m struggling. The ocean is calling me. I can tell. If I see a picture of the ocean, or glimpse a postcard of a sea shanty, and it creates a feeling of a hollow in my chest....
maura-ennenga's picture
Dec.05.2009
  "Its suppose to snow like six Inches tonight!" says the grocer woman in the maroon instutional jacket uniform. "You act surprised," I say "its Northern Michigan it always snows in December." She smiles quietly. "I got the Farmers Almanac, says its going to...