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The month of November, with its decreasing hours of daylight and lengthening nights, offers an opportunity to turn inwards. It is traditionally a month in Ireland when we remember those who have passed on, indeed the 1st and 2nd of November are known respectively as All Saints and All Souls…
Read More »Dog Walk at Harold Parker By Doug Sparks We walk in the woods when I should be at work. Walk — that’s a word easily defined — Unlike work — of the hours and the days. Shadowed by Diogenes (I’ll spare your looking him up — an Ancient Greek, He…
Read More »The entry foyer of the Lowell Memorial Auditorium is known as the Hall of Flags for the 40 or so flags that hang high above the floor. Some of the flags are reproductions from the Revolutionary War era, but most represent the many Veterans Organizations that exist or that have…
Read More »New fiction from David Daniel. Windows By David Daniel A panel of writers, editors, and agents were talking on the radio about how publishing has changed, taken over by Amazon and e-books and POD, literary agents running scared, good books and bad glutting the market, most with nary a ripple…
Read More »Chath pierSath, a friend and contributor to this website, has a new book out: On Earth Beneath Sky – Poems and Sketches was recently published by Loom Press. This book of 68 poems and prose sketches is the fourth book by Chath. In her review of the book, Jinx…
Read More »Here are the results of the 2020 general election in Lowell. First come the vote total of all the candidates on the ballot. That’s followed by a precinct level look at the presidential election vote. Finally, there’s a completed “scorecard” from my Tuesday morning “What to Look For Tonight” blog…
Read More »The month of November, with its decreasing hours of daylight and lengthening nights, offers an opportunity to turn inwards. It is traditionally a month in Ireland when we remember those who have passed on, indeed the 1st and 2nd of November are known respectively as All Saints and All Souls…
Read More »Catching Perfect Spirals Trees change at night to yellow, orange, brown. On warm afternoons my friends and I, boys and girls, Raced downfield to catch every perfect spiral. We tackled each other as if trying to hurt one another When all we wanted was to be good at what we…
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