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Timeless

07.18.12 Posted in today's words by

Jeanette Gallagher’s most recent poem to appear here was Praise (March 2012). About Timeless says “This poem is dedicated to my father, Ernest Hugh Crawford, who died when he was sixty-two. He was a talented writer and brilliant entrepreneur. He was a wonderful father to my two younger brothers and me.”  TimelessBy Jeanette GallagherThe man sits inside […]


Memories of Pearls

07.17.12 Posted in today's words by

Sara Fryd’s most recent poem to appear here was Tell Them (July 2010).Memories of PearlsBy Sara FrydThere are seasons I wear scarletwith silver dangling from my earsthat make sounds so faintthey reminisce,like whispers from the leavesof my childhood autumn, andtastes of cherry Manischewitzat Passover.Then the silvery winter baubleslaying long on my neckwith periwinkle violet dropssoft […]


Contributor Series 11: On Birthdays, On reaching 50

07.16.12 Posted in Contributor Series 11, today's words by

We reached 38 poems with this one–no, it’s not 50, but it’s a good number and this is a fine poem to end the series with. Contributor Series 11: On BirthdaysOn reaching 50By Joe MassinghamHalf a century is morethan many batsmen scorebut even this satisfactiondoesn’t hold much attractionto set against the fears anduncertainties of batting […]


Contributor Series 11: On Birthdays, The Artisan

07.16.12 Posted in Contributor Series 11, words to linger on by

Contributor Series 11: On BirthdaysThe ArtisanBy Dan Barkye My mother always told me it wasshe who made me on that day,my B Day. It came from nowhere,as an affirmation not to be denied,and said in many ways. Not least by holding me near her,day in, day out.Feeding me like a foodmine, from her wide open […]


Contributor Series 11: On Birthdays, Not Quite Tomas

07.15.12 Posted in Contributor Series 11, today's words by

Contributor Series 11: On BirthdaysNot Quite TomasBy PD Lyonscrosses the church yardwith a girl that would have been Sorcha, if it were how much more than footstepsbetween us now yet still I lookexpecting him has caught my eye there used to be horses before Cabrasanctuary on the Liffey our children would meet, play,remember one another’s […]


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