The Prompter Room

I want to introduce all writers in my WordPress community to my former Vermont College alumnus who writes brilliantly about, well, Writing! If you Follow her blog, I am certain you will benefit from her expertise as an editor and writer. Have a lovely weekend, all!...

THE CATCH

Circling myself now like an osprey I once observed fishing, sitting by the Union River on a chill fall day, eyes fastened upon icy grey currents, swirling and eddying under the arched bones of trees; who could guess what she saw and how, yet surely as my beating...

Nocturnal Admission

Everything undulates slightly in the twilit hours, rippling gently as a mirage. What seems solid during daylight becomes other by nightfall, as things left unresolved return to haunt the living. Thus we dwell upon passing thoughts, full-blown as stories once told to...

not like Mona Lisa

who seems too pious for the picking and more like Vermeer’s Girl, something suggested only as if she knows she’s goddess, while the other is bent toward God; I am not one of those who harbors yearning for the unresponsive, though I understand the predilection. Still,...