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Meanwhile, at the Library...

The doors swung inwards to admit Jones to the library.  He nodded in greeting to the woman walking out but she didn’t respond; too busy putting the books she had borrowed in her shopping bag, Jones realised. 513 more words

William Stafford


Hello, dearie. Buy an apple, dearie? Freshly picked this very morning they was. Look at ’em, all succulent and round. Like this big red one. No? 769 more words

William Stafford

Poetry Month 2015

(Preface Note: Yes, April, not May, is Poetry Month. April was more than a full month for me; I’m behind the crest of the wave.) 525 more words


Poetry for All

“Poetry for All” is a series of short video writing prompts. I’ve put these together for the poetry-curious, for beginning writers, and for anyone who’d like company at the desk.  273 more words

“A writer is not so much someone who has something to say as he is someone who has found a process that will bring about new things he would not have thought of if he had not started to say them.”-William Edgar Stafford


Gretel Regrets

Looking back, perhaps we shouldn’t have done what we did. We were young, we were desperate, we were so hopped up on sugar we didn’t know what we were doing. 528 more words

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Vegan Justice

The old judge peered over his half-moon spectacles at the defendant in the dock. The child was fidgeting nervously; he had turned himself in and was now awaiting sentence. 468 more words

William Stafford