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Four Archetypal Years 25 Aug 2013 | 09:13 pm
It’s hard for me to believe that four years ago on this day, with a succinct, autogenous “Hello, World!” announcing its quiet arrival on the heavily populated, cyber literary landscape, Archetype was ...
An Evening with Ron Carlson 24 Aug 2013 | 10:19 am
The Pen on Fire Writers Salon is pleased to present an evening with novelist and short story writer Ron Carlson on Tuesday, September 10, at 7:00 p.m. Carlson is the award-winning author of five nove...
To the Moon 21 Aug 2013 | 09:56 am
Art thou pale for weariness Of climbing heaven and gazing on the earth, Wandering companionless Among the stars that have a different birth, – And ever changing, like a joyless...
Night 18 Aug 2013 | 09:44 am
It’s all right Unless you’re either lonely or under attack. That strange effortful Repositioning of yourself. Laundry, shopping, Hours, the telephone – unless misinformed – Only ever ringing for...
Exeunt 15 Aug 2013 | 11:35 am
Piecemeal the summer dies; At the field’s edge a daisy lives alone; A last shawl of burning lies On a gray field-stone. All cries are thin and terse; The field has drone...
We Tend to Sleep Better When the Clock Is Wound 12 Aug 2013 | 06:34 am
than we do when it’s all wound down. I don’t know why we settle to the sound. Somehow the regular click and chime of passing time, like water, turns a water wheel that turns a gear ...
Call for Submissions – Narrative Fall Story Contest 8 Aug 2013 | 10:59 am
Mark your calendar now for the prestigious Narrative Fall 2013 Story Contest, which is open to all fiction and nonfiction writers. For this award, the journal is seeking short shorts, short stories, ...
August 4 Aug 2013 | 08:39 am
When the blackberries hang swollen in the woods, in the brambles nobody owns, I spend all day among the high branches, reaching my ripped arms, thinking of nothing, cramming the black hon...
Creative Writing 1 Aug 2013 | 10:19 am
On the express train to Vienna she writes in her diary notes about Rome and Naples. Ink marks like parthenogenetic aphids, pages like blood smears of homing pigeons. She is alone, gray, re...
The Search for Lost Lives 29 Jul 2013 | 04:32 am
I was chasing this blue butterfly down the road when a car came by and clipped me. It was nothing serious, but it angered me and I turned around and cursed the driver who didn’t even slow down to ...
