Women’s March, 2017, web photo courtesy of Wikipedia Aren’t We Marching Anymore? Do other folks think that the Democratic National Committee or some national organization should be organizing demonstrations in Washington DC and all cities during this Impeachment period that could be over very soon if the GOP has its…
David Daniel’s latest book is Inflections and Innuendos: Flash Fiction Riffs (2017), which is available to order here. He is a frequent contributor to our blog. The Sommelier of Faces By David Daniel You know someone like this. Someone with a thing for pairing faces. Like . . . check…
We’re re-introducing Marie Louise St. Onge to our readers. She grew up in Lowell’s Franco-American community and lives in Maine now. Marie Louise is a co-author of French Class: French Canadian-American Writings on Identity, Culture, and Place (Loom Press, 1999) and lead editor of Ad Hoc Monadnock: A Literary Anthology…
IN ST. PATRICK’S by Stephen O’Connor . “Do you believe in ghosts?” his wife had once asked. “Oh yes,” he answered, “ghosts are everywhere.” The empty church is full of ghosts. They huddle in the pews, immigrants whispering fervent prayers and American-born families who had inherited the faith of their…
We are introducing a writer who has not appeared on this blog. Joe Blair lives in Iowa with his wife, Deb, and family. He grew up in Westford, Mass., and studied literature and writing at UMass Lowell, later earning an MFA in nonfiction at the University of Iowa. This essay…
Our new contributor Frank Wagner from Texas has a poem about neighborhood destruction, a subject familiar to anyone in Lowell who knows what happened in the Market Street Greek-American enclave in the Acre in the 1930s, Little Canada in the 1960s, and the Hale-Howard district in the late ’60s/early ’70s.…
We’re sharing some poems by blog contributor Chath pierSath—from his travel diary in Cambodia where he has been for a few months. He often posts multiple times a day from cities and villages in his native country, composing spontaneously and documenting what he thinks and feels. His poems are raw,…
We have a new poem by Tom Sexton, an occasional contributor to this blog–and regular reader of what we post here. We had Linda Hoffman’s apple orchard essay this week. So, why not blackberries . . . and fire ants? Tom and his wife Sharyn live part of the year…
The Scent of Apples Fades By Linda Hoffman Linda Hoffman, a nationally recognized artist, is the orchardist at Old Frog Pond Farm & Studio in Harvard, Mass. A strong advocate for sustainable agricultural practices, she contributed this essay to our blog as New England orchardists face increasing pressures to grow…
Susan April, a writer in the “Literary Lowell +” catalogue on the home page of this blog (top right), sent us these compositions about three diners in Lowell. Here’s her profile in our catalogue. Susan says she grew up in Lowell in Jack Kerouac’s shadow: “My father went to…