Writing

Betsy Thorpe

Betsy Thorpe

June 13, 2023
All the literary criticIsm I learned helped me to become a good editor…
Cinnamon Toast, Winter 1954

Cinnamon Toast, Winter 1954

March 30, 2023
Toast with zing, cut diagonally, sugar and cinnamon-candy for breakfast.
The Kitchen Remembers My World

The Kitchen Remembers My World

February 3, 2023
Clinging, the kitchen remembers my world in black and white, damn the color.
Immigrant’s Mnemonic

Immigrant’s Mnemonic

January 15, 2023
I refuse to admit I am starved for refuge.
Mother Mushroom and Her Children 

Mother Mushroom and Her Children 

January 14, 2023
Mom-capped Mom. She’s tired, slumped, surrounded by six little ones.
Ellen Bass

Ellen Bass

January 14, 2023
Everything we read, if we read it deeply enough, changes us.
Steff Rocknak

Steff Rocknak

January 13, 2023
The first sculpture that I made on my own was small and was carved from an old railroad tie.
Review: How to Survive the Apocalypse

Review: How to Survive the Apocalypse

January 12, 2023
How to Survive the Apocalypse is filled with strength and resilience.
Wang Ping

Wang Ping

January 12, 2023
So that one wrong class led me to the path of writing: poetry, story, novel, essays
Apiary Aches

Apiary Aches

January 11, 2023
Bees love catnip; they go crazy for it; afterward, we drowsed, full of honeyed sweetness like the bees that browse
Magician

Magician

January 10, 2023
In the plaza, he pirouettes, juggling, glittering mysteries.
None of This Had to Happen- Channeling Jane Hirschfield

None of This Had to Happen- Channeling Jane Hirschfield

January 9, 2023
This did not have to happen. No, none of this had to happen.