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This past Sunday I revisited notes from a writing course I attended in Ireland three years ago. At the time America was a few months into a new presidency, and with much talk at home of building a wall, the warm welcome I received abroad was reassuring. Over the past…
Read More »Corona Virus Wedding By Fred Faust This past Friday was spent respecting social distance. But on a sunny afternoon, at the end of a tense week, I decided that it would be a good thing to take a bike ride along the river. My destination was the Boott Mills and…
Read More »The public health-related postponement of recent Lowell Walks led me to post a Virtual Tour of the Acre two weeks ago. Last week, I wrote about the courthouses of Lowell that served as a virtual tour. Today, we visit the South Common. I’ve broken this tour into two parts and…
Read More »We asked occasional contributor Paul Hudon of Lowell if he would consider sharing entries from the diary that he keeps. In this extraordinary time, we’ve seen other publications whose editors are encouraging certain writers to keep a journal or diary about the virus crisis with observations, reflections, reports on their…
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 »In normal times, some of us would be watching the Bruins late in their season, looking forward to the playoffs. This ain’t normal time. So, we have something else. Mike McCormick sent this essay from Alaska. He grew up in the Merrimack River Valley, Haverhill, and soaked up the Boston…
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 »The entry below is being cross posted from Marjorie Arons-Barron’s own blog. There are so many good things that are happening as we adjust to the scary new normal of hunkering down, staying at home. But every time I listen to the President at a White House COVID-19 task force…
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…
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