Writerquake

 Limited from Chicago Poems (1916)          ~by Carl Sandburg     I am riding on a limited express, one of the crack trains        ...

The Horses by Edwin Muir Barely a twelvemonth after The seven days war that put the world to sleep, Late in the evening the strange ho...

When I read the tender and nearly mystical post about her daughter, Lola , the youngest in their family, written by Maggie May (whose writin...

Before winter leaves us I wanted to share a photograph of my toddler mother with her family at the Boardwalk in Atlantic City in late winter...

Cocker Spaniel : Lady , my first dog Toddler : me Shadow : Mama, the photographer Snowmen fade away, as do pets, people, shadows . ...

This photo is of my maternal grandfather reading to my uncles and an unidentified little girl, possibly a niece. It was taken in Kansas City...

I treasure this photograph. New Rochelle, New York. The end of the First World War. The photo was taken on November 11, 1918 by my Uncle Ji...