Tag: folded word

The Great Shearwater

stylized photo of waves on rocky shore

by Kelly R. Samuels Great as in large, larger than the greedy sparrow, flick of seed, and the mourning dove. Larger than the chickadee, white-capped, chipper. We’re speaking of birds, you and I — a kind of communion. Something that binds. How you learned…

Everglades at Dusk

poem by John Grey Heron steps nimbly across a floating mangrove island of dangling roots and minnow cloisters, more blue in its wings than in the darkening sky. Swamp smells like a deer carcass in broth, seethes with heat and insects and a fading…

Learning from Snails

short story by Ute Carson My father was killed in World War II shortly before my birth. My mother remarried when I was four. An aunt stayed with me while the newlyweds went on their honeymoon. As soon as their coach departed I ran…

Readers Corner: An Interview with Paco Marquez

With the release of Portraits in G Minor tomorrow, I decided it was time for a look into the book’s author, Paco Marquez. A man of many talents, I wanted to get into his mind to discover a little about who he is, what he does, and what he has to say. Below is the insight of an author who revels in mystic wonders and sees the world illuminated. So take a look at our discussion, feel free to get involved in the conversation, and check out his wonderful work when it releases tomorrow!

Alliance

by Indira Leisba You looked at me seeing more than a little girl with scared eyes and nervous smile. Tú me miraste y viste en mi más que una niñita con unos grandes ojos asustados, y una sonrisa nerviosa. You saw my future, my…

Portraits in G Minor

Reveling in the mystic wonders that can emerge even from “the palm of a corporate boss,” the poems of Paco Márquez “splash the sky wide,” exposing the magic in the quotidian — the “unnoticed silhouettes / imprinted in the grass.” In the tender violence of these portraits, “that which spoke the rose into being” also hums through daily life, holding a man’s hand, looking him in the eye, and saying, “the kitchen window is open.”

Artem Almae

(The Art of Nurturing / El arte de nutrir)by Indira Leisba You know everything about her, Tu lo sabes todo acerca de ella, but forget how she looks. pero haz olvidado como se ve. You smile at her, yet see a stranger Tu le…

Blue John Cavern

Deep, deep below the ground among the hills. Up through the haunted Winnat’s Pass and down, follow the land like a spill of wine. The green meets the blue as the hills touch the sky and sheep roam wherever they like. Here is the mouth of a cave. Enter the stone and step down into the earth and feel the linger of Romans who discovered this opening 2000 years before.

In Depth: An Interview with Marcus Speh

As an avid reader, I am often curious about how writing process authors use and what inspired them to write. So I was very pleased to find answers to these questions and more when I had the opportunity to interview our own Marcus Speh, author of the newly released Gisela. I hope you enjoy Speh’s insight into the world of writing and please feel free to share it, contemplate it, and talk about it.

Gisela: Princess, Empress, Abbess, Saint

several copies of the book fanned out

From fragments of history, Marcus Speh captures the mysterious spiritual journey of a woman who lived when only men’s lives were recorded: Gisela, a Bavarian princess married off to be the first queen of Hungary, then a prisoner, then an abbess and — some eight centuries later — a saint.