A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Mom
by A. S. Compton
Words, slow in coming, slow in thinking, slow in painting a worthwhile picture in the mind. Words, slaved over, loved deeply, churning, building, breaking and remaking. Hours...
by A. S. Compton
Sand in the Wind: Finding a Mother Tongue by Ilona Martonfi
…If I wasn’t free I couldn’t even liveSand in the wind, you say that’s what I amSand in the wind, that’s what I might be… —Song: Homok a szélben (Korál-feldolgozás)https://lyricstranslate.com Ilona Martonfi, author of Salt Bride Inanna,...
“Late” is a relative term by Lisa Braxton
Television news is a young person’s game. I first heard that assertion from my broadcast journalism professors and class advisors, and then later from workshop presenters at national industry conferences. The statement was an undercurrent that gradually grew into a...
Klee’s “Hermitage” Meets Shakespeare’s “The Tempest” by Ilona Martonfi
In the beautiful summer of 2017, doors and windows wide open to sunshine, I am ordering my fifth poetry collection, The Tempest. I can still picture that first sighting of the book cover: Paul Klee’s Hermitage, 1918, blue pencil, medium watercolour on chalk. “In...