Entries by dpogreba

Saturday Morning Poem

Aubade* for the Executioner by Deborah Digges

There are some truths for whom, since their conception,
the way is doomed,
so that the whole of their lives—
though they be lifted, it might seem,
out of themselves,
for a while, rescued—
possess one fate and one alone
which is to tear their way toward death,

The Trial of Mark Twain, Day 1

(Helena, MT)– The atmosphere was tense in the courtoom of Room 14 at Helena High School as the prosecution opened its case against celebrated author Mark Twain on Thursday. The prosecution, led by attorneys Keegan and Kara, offered a stinging critique of Twain’s famous novel The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn.

Solemn Sunday Poem

Some Nights Are Difficult for Me, Listen by James Tipton

Some nights are difficult for me, listen:
I want to talk about that hunger
that rises up in the old house;
I want to talk about the loneliness
that wakes at two a.m.
and stares at the deserted bed;

Friday Floral Poem

Because You Left Me A Handful of Daffodils by Max Garland

I suddenly thought of Brenda Hatfield, queen
of the 5th grade, Concord Elementary.
A very thin, shy girl, almost
as tall as Audrey Hepburn,
but blond.