A Writer's Observations

My book will be published this month so I will be on a new website. I have enjoyed reading what others write. Thanks especially to Sam who always has a cogent comment. Sign in to see full entry.

In the east the harvest moon hangs low Round its face, with an orange glow. Watching as we turn apples to cider, Sees gossamer web of a lonely spider. Knows that the leaves of scarlet and gold Remind us all that the days grow cold. Ripening corn turns the stalks to yellow While air turns crisp and... Sign in to see full entry.

Louis-Auguste, duc de Berry, was born on August 23, 1754. His birthday was celebrated by the people of the new United States from the end of the Revolutionary war to the man's ghastly death in 1792. He was Louis XVI, King of France, who sent ships, troops (7000 to Yorktown alone), and nearly... Sign in to see full entry.

He's bummed. He can't get into college For they expect a certain knowledge. He does not know his country's history Or how it grew. It's all a mystery. What state joined first and which was last? He has no interest in the past. He does not know exact locations Of any European nations. Which pole's... Sign in to see full entry.

I am from green grass and blue water smartly trimmed sails, Boothbay Harbor, fried clams, Baby Bear Bread and Wheaties. I am from an old brown two-story Victorian house on Division Street, needing paint, with an attic where I read old love letters from my father to my mother, big trunks of papers... Sign in to see full entry.