Copper Kettle by Judith Skillman If only an ornament gone cold in winter, still we feed it water, carry the weight of our old sorrows
Peter Ostroushko is a gifted musician best known for his mandolin and fiddle playing and as the musical director for A Prairie Home Companion. We sat down with Peter recently and a had a wide-ranging discussion about music, dancing, and culture. In this first of four installments Peter shared with us his experiences of music and culture […]
Seven Devices for Dispelling Demons by Brooke Wonders I. Bells Medomai was the only daughter of the bellmaker Monody. By the time Medomai was six, she could construct a mold of brick and wax. By the time she was twelve, she’d memorized the formula for bellmetal. By the time she was fifteen, she had […]
The Ballad of Molly Malone by Shannon Connor Winward On the bay of Dublin the pulse and the din of the land and the sea breed desire. The caw of the gulls, and the roar of the swells, are known to set hearts afire.
Not Right by Gerri Leen I’m that girl. You know the one: black clothes, heavy boots, thick kohl eyeliner, hair dyed raven. I wander around the school, and you move away, afraid you’ll get cooties. You’d call me a goth, but there’s something off—I’m not just some kid trying to be counter-culture cool. I’m […]
The Book of Shadows by Lorraine Schein In her Book of Shadows, the witch pasted the penumbra of the Earth during lunar eclipse with milky white glue.
Song of the Bean-Fionn by Shannon Connor Winward We don’t know how it was my father drowned. He had no bruises, no tears on his clothes to suggest there’d been a brawl. He had no enemies, in any case. He didn’t drink. Perhaps an apoplexy took him as he bent to wash off the […]
Beyond the Cartesian Lens by Victor Cypert Man and doe caught like a snapshot —parameterized, ….denuded, ……….depicted— two dimensions in phase:
The Emperor by Gershon Ben-Avraham A harp was placed over the bed of David, and when midnight arrived a north wind used to blow in it, so that the harp would play by itself and awake David… — Babylonian Talmud, Berakoth 3b I have seen only one photograph of the Emperor. To my […]