Issues

Autumn 2022

Autumn 2022

Summer 2022

Summer 2022

Spring 2022

“What is the soul?”“A small blue thing that runs about within us.”— Dryden, The Tempest

Winter 2021

Jingle bells, Santa smells, happy Halloween.Oh what fun it is to ride in a German submarine.—traditional

Autumn 2021

these trees will soon be skeletons, the pond as hard as glass— Rutherford

Summer 2021

Passage to you, your shores, ye aged fierce enigmas!  — Whitman

Spring 2021

The business of words keeps me awake. — Anne Sexton

Winter 2020

I come before you to stand behind you and tell you something I know nothing about. — Traditional

Autumn 2020

In each low wind methinks a spirit calls,And more than echoes talk along the walls. — Alexander Pope, Eloisa to Abelard

Summer 2020

. . . wherever his pen dyes paper black, Night reaches up to etch itself. — Rutherford

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