1. Summer is in full swing. You can tell because there’s usually a wet rinsed bathing suit hanging off the back of a chair on our porch. 2. I’m easily distracted by bluebirds but took time out for strawberry shortcake at Outer Space. 3. Playing Scrabble with friends outside at Outer Space is another sure […]
We’re tourists to our own aging / We’ve never been here before / We take field notes and pictures / and watch the other travelers / We cross our fingers / and look for simple pleasures / We count our blessings / give away our belongings / enjoy the view from the scenic route… C. […]
The wolf doesn’t need sheep’s clothing if the door is left open if the bad apples are poison and the fences are broken if the good people are sleeping and the rest are herded the pack is emboldened and the vulnerable forsaken Cry wolf every time Don’t follow the dishonorable Don’t fall from grace or […]
1. I like to ponder sonder: The realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as coined by John Koening, author of The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows. 2. Is that why I […]
Katherine Chantal and Colleen Redman will be presenting a poetry reading at the Soup Shop on Sunday, June 26 at 2 pm. Located at 7360 Floyd Highway in Copper Hill (just beyond Check Elementary School), the one-stop Soup Shop is the inspiration of owner Susan Huff, who supports local farmers by using locally purchased farm […]
Put a pen in my hand before you lower the casket and plant me like a kiss goodbye Put a pen in my hand so I can write Dear John letters to everything on earth I have loved And if the afterlife is boring I can take up writing fiction I can work on crossword […]
1. Poolside: Waiting for the sun to come out from the clouds so I can swim is like waiting for a good song at the Roadhouse so I can dance after two songs in a row didn’t inspire me to. 2. The clouds move in slow motion like the hands of the clock that I […]
-The following first appeared in The Floyd Press on June 9, 2022. A playful group of poets from all over came together for the seventh annual Little River Poetry Festival, held under sunny skies at On the Water Outfitters last weekend, June 3 -5. A record number of first time readers and poets of all […]
When bras were white even after Labor Day before they were burned for free love and peace and falsies were tissue paper stuffed in A cups a visible slipped strap was cause for embarrassment When cigarettes were glamorous and your mother’s closet was an exotic taboo where you tore open a sanitary napkin to see […]
1. The words ‘when bras were white’ recently came as a first line of a poem that I had no idea how to finish. Another line came when I was at the Little River Poetry Festival and was looking at my hand while holding a pen and thought ‘I should be buried with a pen […]
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-The following first appeared in The Floyd Press on June 2, 2022. FloydFest Chief Operating Officer Sam Calhoun estimates that about 70% of the festival’s annual volunteers are local residents. Since 2002, FloydFest has welcomed community participation through volunteer work programs in trade for festival passes, free vendor space for nonprofit organizations, and partnerships with […]
