Daily Archives: August 7, 2018

Jane Simmons on her first collection of poems

Jane Simmons takes a break from her series of reviews of contemporary women’s poetry to write an article about her first collection of poems.

Family and Dolls, Poetry by Joan Colby

THE DOLL At Marshall Fields that year When I was eight, They took a photograph to make A doll with my face, My wavy auburn hair. I unwrapped that doll On...

What I Didn’t Tell My Father, Poetry Ann Howells

What I Didn’t Tell My Father mosquitoes swirl like ash in headlights& priests call bingo from pulpitsup & down the shorearound our...


We are a little over 13,000 kilometres apart, and we’re actually very thankful to the internet for

The Last Time We Saw Strangers – Reviewed

The Last Time We Saw Strangers, by Christopher Hopkins Clare Songbirds Publishing House  Chapbook Series 140 Cottage Street, Auburn, New York, 13021 www.ClareSongbirdspub.com ISBN 978-1-947653-24-5 In the new year in...

What Vachel Lindsay Said- Will Reger

What Vachel Lindsay Said What Vachel Lindsay said in faithful song he shouted full-cocked, full-blown full-throated, until his evening fell and music went out of the bone in the blast of...
Clifton Redmond

The Fates and Other Poems – Clifton Redmond

The Fates You sit and cry at her polished porcelain feetwith moss and gravel for a bedand grieve the un-lived life.Her frozen...

Dear Sisters and Other Poems- Bev Smith

dear sisters our tree’s stretch of skyward is slowing as is their leaf fall, wrap of blankets, and hopeful reach again for spring breathless trips on summer stumbles of things forgotten upon faces fanned by noon to...