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1280 914 Heidi Wheeler

The Hedgerow Folk – Compass

THE HEDGEROW FOLK Compass Folk/Indie 2017 – 10 tracks, 50 minutes Review by Heidi Wheeler Imagine yourself on the front porch of a cabin in…

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1920 1280 Sarah Rennicke

How To Love You Well

It’s that effortless, always hopeful, always expanding kind of love that looks straight into the soul and says, “I am going to cover your heart…

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1280 849 Sarah Rennicke

Spark and Steam

Through the hiss of antique silver espresso machine reverberating around the high-windowed room of a downtown café, brick and mortar building, I shrug off the…

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1920 1195 Catherine Lawton

Look At Me!

“Look at me, Cathy.” Downcast, ashamed, I shrank from seeing my father’s disappointment, his sadness, maybe anger. I was little; he was big. I was…

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1920 1281 Elizabeth Marshall

A Triptych

One It is a strange thing, your leaving In increments This slow fade, pains us The dialing down and dialing back I wish for your…

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1920 1280 Robert Rife

The Day Renders Well Her Light To Cast

The day renders well her light to cast, comes, with hopeful glance, her tidings bring – haunting dark, like some unholy past soon yields his…

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1920 1280 Elizabeth Marshall

A Gatherer’s Tale

He dropped me off. Left me on a single slice of earth. Drove away in a watery wake. His back spoke a silent goodbye, good…

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1920 1277 Alex R. Encomienda

The Great Paradox

Withering journeys of spite in the temples by night and by turning these Cusps into holiness; sighs come from deepness and life’s little destinies, Whether…

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1920 865 Summer Edward

Wall Of The Sea

What is it that wants to come through the wall of the sea in the dark night? As if there hasn’t already been enough mystery…

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1920 1280 Rodney Wilder

The Fruit Borne

What was hoped to flower when sowed that tree your extinguished macabre?— the open-armed grotesque bereft of what our ransom robbed, wrung down loveless whorls,…

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1080 539 Joy and Matthew Steem

In Defense Of Dirty

The only reason why I agreed to watch the movie War Room was because my date asked to see it together in theater. Still in the…

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1920 1280 Elizabeth Marshall

The Lost Arts

I dreamed there was a gathering. The lost arts took a seat. Placed a napkin in the lap. And called the meeting to order. Poetry…

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1920 1276 Sarah Rennicke

A Time To Speak

I once feared the echoes of my own mouth. The heaves and gasps my lips pushed forward, the noise breaking into the air. I could…

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1920 1280 Elizabeth Marshall

The Backside

A hundred stories blew right by Unseen by the naked eye, a hundred and one If you count the one so wind-soaked, water-logged and beat…

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1419 1118 Jody Lee Collins

Bright Possibilities

“’sa bizzy pace, Boppa. “ “What’s that, pal?” “’sa bizzy pace. All zeese bepo.” “All these people. That’s right, it’s a busy place, buddy.” Allan…

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1920 1186 Sarah Rennicke

Hand Over My Heart

I haven’t realized just how scared I am of handing over my heart to You until the wrappers of my self-denial peel off and I…

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1920 1280 Robert Rife

Beatitudes for Troubled Times

Blessed is the one who awoke to draw breath for another day. Blessed is the one who sees him/herself in the eyes of another. Blessed is…

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1920 1126 Daniel Baker

May 18, 1980

Spring sun:​ races across the plowed fields​ flows over the tall grasses​ pushes past a stand of oaks​ spills over the gully’s edge​ breaks the…

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1920 1248 Elizabeth Marshall

Let Me Put It This Way

The fetal position was an option Always But so was one foot in front of the other If you read this, say, 50 years from…

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1920 1280 Elizabeth Marshall

On New Birth

I remember. Forgetting is not an option. And if it was, I would choose to recall every fragment of the story. Remembering and forgetting sit…

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