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HG WELLS COMPETITION WORKSHOP

I went to Canterbury on Saturday to The Beany which is the new add on building to the original library there that is extremly old. What a beautiful job they have done mixing the old and new together perfectly. 149 more words

Blogging

A 23-Year-Old’s Diary Entries From Late February, 1975

Friday, February 21, 1975

8 PM. I’ve just come back from a walk through the neighborhood. I stared at the gibbous moon and the belt of Orion and watched the kids preparing to go on Friday night dates; Marc left to go to the movies with his girlfriend. 4,189 more words

A 23-Year-Old’s Diary Entries From Early December, 1974

Monday, December 2, 1974

I went to Avis’s house directly after work today. She called me last night and asked if I could take her to the airport tomorrow. 4,901 more words

Andreé Robinson-Neal

Homegoing Day

“Taste this,” Nancy ordered as she shoved a spoonful of macaroni salad in Jamal’s mouth. “Is it enough tuna? You know how Bertram and them like it with a lot of tuna.” 4,098 more words

Fiction

Cynthia Covert

Elegy For Rufus, My Mentor And Friend

Gentle lord of the flowers, winter red, spring white,
Nurturing crops for market,
Toiling day and night.

Botanical cycles turn, those immortal keepers of time. 112 more words

Poetry

Matt Nadelson

What is Poetry?

Upon hearing poems that don’t rhyme or follow a metrical pattern, new members of my writers’ workshop often ask me what poetry is then, if not meter and rhyme? 149 more words

Volume V

A 23-Year-Old’s Diary Entries From Late October, 1974

Monday, October 21, 1974

Life is funny sometimes. Isn’t that a brilliant, original thought? Maybe I should have it copyrighted. The wintry weather is still with us, but I don’t mind, really, except for the chapped lips it gives me. 4,642 more words