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(web photo courtesy of juneautours) Glacier by Tom Sexton We stood on the deck of a ferry at dawn fifty years ago and felt the cold breath of a glacier that was mirrored in the icy water. Harbor seals disappeared as we approached. When the air…
Read More »On the Thirtieth Day of Isolation (Covid-19) Marie Louise St. Onge Just over four weeks now, no store no pharmacy no haircut no meetings no movies no museum no protests no handshakes no hugs no gym simply solo walks along the shore. Respite indeed when I pull in…
Read More »April Snow by Chath Piersath Saturday morning snow Intense white and shouting birds In a swarm competing for seeds and warmth. The night—dream-shaped flight, Forced to dig my own grave Where death sleeps, Cold feet slow to warm, My bones frost bitten, Aches in all my joints, Spasmodic jumps,…
Read More »“Gov ordered statewide lockdown until April 7. Nonessential biz’s to close physical operations. We are really in this now.” —from a 3/23/2020 email from Paul Marion, writer and Loom Press founder We Are Really In This Now By Emily Ferrara At Swamp Locks Dam on the downstream side the Great…
Read More »The Barbarians Have Arrived After Cavafy by Tom Sexton After a few centuries of patiently waiting outside the city, the barbarians have finally arrived and taken over the Capitol. When did they realize our Republic was rotting from the inside like an overripe pear? Who thought they’d…
Read More »Stop and Render Aid by Frank Wagner . Every traveler knows about certain points along the road, where the asphalt cracks, where the broken bottles crashed, where the chicken did not make it across. This is where the sun blinds the eyes, or the rain gets too thick that it…
Read More »From University Hospital in Waterford, Ireland, Alex Hayes of the staff sent us a poem he wrote in the midst of the virus crisis. We know Alex from the anthology Atlantic Currents: Connecting Cork and Lowell, just published this month. He has several poems in the collection. A graduate of…
Read More »Writer and painter Chath pierSath, a regular contributor to our blog, works on a farm in Bolton, Mass. The Saddest First Day of Spring By Chath pierSath . The saddest, grayest first day of spring I’ve seen, Watching for the virus that has gone viral, Invisible particles unleashed in space On…
Read More »art and Emanuel a tale of Fort Wood, Missouri by Michael Casey . when you are making seventy-six dollars a month the idea of spending one hundred dollars on a wall poster when you don’t even have a wall sort of stupid but he sees a leaflet on my…
Read More »As panic sweeps the United States and the world in the wake of the Coronavirus pandemic, our regular contributor George Chigas of UMass Lowell was reminded of the poem “Fear” by Charles Simic, the Serbian-born Pulitzer Prize-winning poet who has taught at the University of New Hampshire since the 1970s.…
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