Emily Dickinson, Mnemosyne 40 http://tinyurl.com/a8k55ol How happy is the little Stone That rambles in the Road alone, And doesn’t care about Careers And Exigencies never fears — Whose Coat of elemental Brown A passing Universe… The Little Stone
A few lines from a poem in response to John Sokol’s magnificent painting, Icarus Practicing: Stretch them wide as God’s first breath. From tip to tip there is no time. Just the rumbling of a… Icarus Practicing
I’m thrilled to learn that my short story “Terminal” was nominated by the Hoot & Hare Review for a Pushcart Prize. Thanks, Anissa and Scott Craig! Melissa Studdard is on Facebook and Twitter. She writes… “Terminal” Nominated
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