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bernadette-jansen-op-de-haar's picture
Jun.27.2012
Last Saturday I went to a reunion. I can just hear my friends say: ‘But you never go to reunions!’ That’s right: normally you wouldn’t find me at such an event. Death is the guest of honour at most reunions. But I went as my mother’s wheelchair-pusher. An elderly man asked who I was, and I answered...
michael-l-schmicker's picture
Dec.23.2010
 Imagine you’re the DJ for a monster party celebrating your crazy life during the 1960s – the Beatles and Stones, the summer of love, the Vietnam War. What 100 songs would you play to bring it all back home? I’ve started the list below – tell me what hits I’m missing? The background, and a few...
monty-heying's picture
Aug.11.2010
What fascinates me and challenges my imagination to capture on paper, is the interplay between the selves of the characters I'm writing about and the sheer abundance of their voices. I just returned from another visit with my orphanage cohorts in Texas, reliving with them the images from a photo...
dk-christi's picture
Dec.01.2009
Conncecting with the past seems to be a common theme among my contemporaries.  Those who are writing books and short stories are often telling about their youthful experiences with all the pain of a disfunctional childhood or the sugary memories of youth in the paradise of simpler times. I'm not...
andrew-q-lam's picture
Nov.23.2009
I wrote this essay some years back but since it’s timely once more, here it is with a little tweaking… Happy Thanksgiving, everyone. Andrew—-   ****  “Thanks-giving,” said Mr. K., my seventh grade English teacher. “Repeat after me: Thanksgiving.” “Ssshthanks give in,” I repeated, but the word...
marilyn-kallet's picture
Oct.17.2009
I'm excited about performing poems at Diesel Books in Oakland, 3 p.m., Sunday, November 8th.   I'll see old friends and hope to meet some online friends--just as "real"--at the bookstore event.   There must be a good bar nearby where we can toast each other's health and writing.   It...
daniela-ryan's picture
Sep.09.2009
Next week at this time I shall be on an airplane to visit my father.  Now, this sounds like an ordinary sentence but really it should have read "meet my father".  On my daughter's 5th birthday - just about the same age I was when last I saw or heard from him - my father got in touch with...
hope-edelman's picture
Aug.18.2009
Walking around the Northwestern University campus on Thursday with Katherine and Will--it's been more than twenty years since we were all there together. Impossible to believe. Now we've returned with four daughters between us. And I have to say: walking down Sheridan Road in sub-Arctic...
jessica-barksdale-inclan's picture
Aug.08.2009
Last weekend, I went to my 30th high school reunion.  I grew up in Orinda and because of the small nature of the town, some of the people I saw on Friday and Saturday last, I'd known for 42 years.  I'd watched them grow up, morph, change--some, I'd kept up with, met their spouses, their children,...
jessica-barksdale-inclan's picture
Aug.02.2009
The beginning of our lives seems to condense like bouillon into cubes.  It's small, short time and yet it's resonate and heavy with flavor.  No matter where we go and despite hours and perhaps years of therapy, we can easily slip into that soupy past. It all seems so long ago, and yet as I told my...