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Last Imagining My Death Poem

Lynne Potts

I’m pretending I’m back under the fig tree like the one in Italy / when I persuaded you to stop for a picnic of cheese, bread, / ...

Europa and the Bull

Lynne Potts

That day, the pique and gleam of it / lyric and play, clouds bouncing, sea / in rosies and dip at the shore’s lip / when he came in his sleek quieting / ...

Avenue of the Stars

Leslie Williams

From a deep brain-embedded place / the recurring doodle kept slouching out, / caught on paper when she rode the small-town bus / to school, the tantalizing H-O-L-L-Y-W-O-O-D / ...

Celtic FUSION 2014 – Am Fuaran

A Celebration of the Music of Scotland

Tuesday, April 15 8:00pm Free Admission Red Room @ Cafe 939 Artists: -Jenna Moynihan & Mairi Chaimbeul -Hanneke Cassel & Christopher Lewis -Mark Simos -Eamon Sefton & Elias Alexander and more for more information contact Joseph Coroniti, Editor-in-Chief, FUSION: Global…

Given the Choice

Susan Sellers

novel excerpt (Cillian Press, October 2013) Marion owns an artists’ agency in London and in the first passage Jean-Claude, a French painter Marion represents, is in New York on the eve of a solo show: ‘Jean-Claude leaned on the railings…

Alba Obsessed

Jana Laiz

What’s a nice Jewish girl from Long Island doing with an obsession for all things Scottish? I’m not sure I can explain. I can only tell you that it all started that day in the mid-1980s when I heard The

The Wash

Douglas Dunn

So much time wasted wanting to be remembered / Ends with desire to be forgotten, / As one chirrup absent from the dawn chorus, / An unclaimed seat in the theatre, / A volume missing from the library shelf. /

Retirement

Douglas Dunn

Somehow it all gets done and over with — / The office emptied of its archival dross, / Papers re-read, or binned, the years of breath / Re-breathed, moment by moment. Why feel cross /