Literature

Living Madly: Dearest Winter By Emilie-Noelle Provost My husband, Rob, and I collect landscape paintings. We have several hanging in our house. Some of our paintings were created by local artists, but we also own many by national and even international painters. I’m not an art expert. I most often…

Sleepers, or A Long Night’s Journey into Day By Malcolm Sharps In my time living in the Baltic I discovered the joy of sleeper trains. And, once discovered, I could not think of them ever again as just another form of transport. Why travel by sleeper? The best night’s sleep…

Living Madly: Hyggeligt By Emilie-Noelle Provost A couple of years ago, I wrote a post for my professional website (emilienoelleprovost.com) called Everyday Magic. I wrote the piece after my husband, Rob, and I came across a barred owl at Harold Parker State Forest in Andover. The owl was perched on…

Portrait of the Artist as a Junk Worker By Malcolm Sharps Two things stopped me from going stark staring mad working in the packing department at the mobile phone factory where I made boxes and filled them the whole day. One was my ever-vivid imagination in those days and the other was the…

Morning with Edgar and Annabel By Steve O’Connor It was a frustrating morning for Edgar. He slapped his forehead three times and growled at the lone article that sat on his computer screen, the cursed cursor blinking stupidly at the end of it like a flashing warning of a cul…

Living Madly: DIY By Emilie-Noelle Provost Over the last eighteen months, you’ve most likely noticed that the cost of everyday necessities has gone through the roof. The packages that many products come in have also gotten smaller. Just last week, when I went to buy my favorite brand of coffee,…

Review of Out of the Shadows of Angkor: Cambodian Poetry, Prose, and Performance Through the Ages Review by George Chigas  Out of the Shadows of Angkor is a comprehensive collection that spans the  entire literary history of Cambodian writing from the earliest inscriptions to the present. The text includes around…

Dear Mary Lou by David Daniel Dear Mary Lou, it’s been a long time since you’ve heard from me & vice versa. Why I’m writing now—a total shot in the dark—today I drove across one of the bridges on the Merrimack, the big river here where I live in Lowell,…

The entry below is being cross posted from Marjorie Arons Barron’s own blog. Yes, it’s past Labor Day, but it’s still summer weather. And, while the calendar is getting more cluttered, it’s still easy to cling to the image of long walks in the sunshine, leisurely reading and cold soups…

Special Friends By Jack McDonough I have had a few special friends in my life and I suspect that’s probably true of everybody. You enjoy each other’s company, you share common interests and, especially, the same sense of humor. One of my special friends was a guy named Donn, whom…