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renee-mallette-cota's picture
Dec.11.2009
During this year, that has been the most difficult year of my life, it's hard to accept Winter. With Winter comes the holidays. Those bright, sparkling days that are meant to be filled with light and laughter and spending time with family and friends. I could never understand the people that...
maggie-manning's picture
Dec.11.2009
Today, on my early-morning walk, I was brought up short by a bright yellow dandelion. This wouldn’t be notable except that it’s the third week in December and we live in upstate New York. This is an area formerly famed for its cold winters and where folks used to joke, there are two seasons here...
c-b-mosher's picture
Dec.11.2009
Fate has divided my life, apparently, into a cold period and a hot period.   So, December in South America meant either sweltering heat and dripping sweat on Christmas morning, or refuge in a flight to nostalgia.   Back to that earlier period when Winter began around Hallowe’en and refused to leave...
mark-charlton's picture
Dec.11.2009
'Is it winter ?' Dylan asked as we walked to school this morning. 'Almost,' I replied. 'But there's no snow and it's Christmas after 14 sleeps.' 'Yes but it's December and winter sort of starts in December.' 'What do you mean, sort of.' Like father; like son, I thought. Philosophers like their...
serd-neysel-troy-jalbuena's picture
Dec.11.2009
...Winter... Truly a very refreshing word for me... it isn't just about gifts, sharing an everything you think of every time you hear this word... Winter for me is a moment of relief and relaxation...oh, how i love it...there would be no homeworks,tests,laboratory preparations...nothing to worry...
david-beemer's picture
Dec.11.2009
Carl Riener once said that he found snow to be an unnecessary freezing of water. It will get turned back into liquid again sooner or later, so why bother? Those of us who live in the Bay Area can certainly relate. Temperatures rarely drop below thirty two here, and usually happen only when nobody...
magdalena-ball's picture
Dec.10.2009
Walking the fuzzy linebetween deference and defiancea cold wind opens the dooryou slideinto frictive fictivepresent. Holding onto your absent bodytoo tightly I find somethingtangiblea heart once brokenbeats beneath my own chest. The snarl of your lipagainst kindness in your eyeshow odd to find...
tony-anders's picture
Dec.10.2009
      I am from the middle of Ohio, in the middle of the Snow Belt, from the mid west. I understand the laments and fading “sunny” demeanor of those who do not favor the ‘grayscale’ tone our skies take on for nearly half a year. We often endure, (what my daughter finds humor in), what I call “snain...
fran-johns's picture
Dec.10.2009
We thought at first it was the Germans. Thunderous explosions across the fields and front yards that stretched from our house to the college campus, smaller crashes right outside our window. “But the Germans would have to come in planes,” my sister Mimi whispered. “There haven’t been any planes.”...
kevin-arnold's picture
Dec.10.2009
Even if it weren't initially written as a preface to The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald's "Winter Dreams" would continue to be widely anthologized and  read.  Matthew Bruccoli describes the story as Fitzgerald's "meditation on mutability."  The theme of disillusionment is...