Paris Stories: Twoby Diana Rosen On our way to somewhere else, noon timeGregorian chants draw us into Notre Dameanother mystical moment possible only whenyou leave the guidebook in your hotel room.We light candles, “just in case,” then visitMémorial des Martyrs de la Déportationthe cryptically named homage to 200,000martyrs deported from Vichy Franceto the Camps ofContinue reading “Paris Stories: Two by Diana Rosen”
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It’s Only Make Believe? by Lynn White
It’s Only Make Believe? by Lynn White The little cinema was packed, even if fictional, films about the locality were rare. And later, in the bar there was much discussion. The shots of the sheep blocking the road were appreciated. Well, our sheep were famous for their techniques of blockade. This was no fiction. ThereContinue reading “It’s Only Make Believe? by Lynn White”
Some kind of nut by Charles Bukowski
Some kind of nut by Charles Bukowski the best Christmas I can remember I was in a tiny room in Philadelphia and I pulled down all the shades and went to bed and pulled up the covers. there was no telephone. there were no Christmas cards. there was no family. there were no gifts andContinue reading “Some kind of nut by Charles Bukowski”
Shoes by Rafaella Del Bourgo
Shoes by Rafaella Del Bourgo The cruise ship slides down the River Danube, past tree-lined banks, small villages, each punctuated with a church spire, and clifftop ruins of castles, pockmarked and crumbling. We are wending our way through a map of bruises and scars where flesh has been opened, where it has been sewn shut,Continue reading “Shoes by Rafaella Del Bourgo”
The Grand Silos of the Sacramento by Lawson Fusao Inada
The Grand Silos of the Sacramento by Lawson Fusao Inada From a distance, at night, they seem to be industries—all lit up but not on the map; or, in this scientific age, they could be installations for launching rocket ships— so solid, and with such security, are they. . . Ah, but up close, byContinue reading “The Grand Silos of the Sacramento by Lawson Fusao Inada”
Amsterdam (excerpt) by Megan Fernandes
Amsterdam (excerpt)by Megan Fernandes Sometimes the mythologies of a city are true—like when I see a blond man bob for red applesin the street selling records side by side with a black catwound in a cushion, deep in dream. Josh sayshe does not want to go see Anne Frank, that this kind of tourismdepresses him,Continue reading “Amsterdam (excerpt) by Megan Fernandes”
Midnight and Thirty-Two Maharajahs Jodhpur, Rajasthan, India by Graham Wood
Midnight and Thirty-Two MaharajahsJodhpur, Rajasthan, Indiaby Graham Wood For Rosemary Midnight, and thirty-two maharajahslook down from the family pedigree,corralled above you while you sleep.On the mantel, a clock ticks in quietsyncopation with your breathing—tomorrow and our departure edgetheir way towards the dawn.Here, this nightyou’ve notched up fifty yearsserene in sleep below these royal ghosts,oblivious of theirContinue reading “Midnight and Thirty-Two Maharajahs Jodhpur, Rajasthan, India by Graham Wood”
POETRY and PLACES 