Every New Year’s Eve, my friend tells me she smashes six pomegranates on her lawn, and when I ask her why, she says it is because she is Greek, and when I want to understand more of what she means, I read up on pomegranates in Greek mythology, discovering that after Persephone was abducted by […]
Poetry-The-Seasons
A Christmas Poem
Santa Claus is always on schedule If he misses, a piece of snow The wind will blow, blow, blow! That sled of his will set a trail Of a wish and a blow through the wind Those rooftops are The ones that clickety tock Some have branches tall and wide Others have so many thunks […]
The Sky
The sky seems endless. All of the birds fly in it. The huge blue abyss. Patrick Lusa, 11Stafford Springs, CT
