A Literary Cornucopia

Seems like we've gone viral in more ways than one. Covid19 has forced a great number of us to go online for so many activities, it's overwhelming. Our world has been overturned and I don't know how we're ever going to set it straight again. Commerce and education are the areas most affected. Will we ever recover? 

Ever have a pet?  A dog or cat? Ever lose one to a disease or tragic accident? When you lose a pet under those circumstances, it's heartbreaking. It's almost like losing a family member. I still remember Maui fondly. He was cute and cuddly.  He had the lungs of a German Shepard and was only half that size. Any stranger who approached our house would be greeted with his resounding bark, a...

In times of a pandemic, what better way to vent emotions than writing about it? Some take to drama or others to arts and crafts (knitting a coronavirus blanket as pictured). I take to poetry which has no set rules and offers a way to get creative.  How do you cope? 

Some embarrassing moments can only be shared with a family member. Sometimes it's a favorite cousin. If she isn't around, what do you do? Write her a letter, of course!  Memories of university days have long gone but will never be forgotten!  The epistolary narrative is the perfect medium for many writers.  It can be as short or as long as your imagination travels. 

Edgar Allan Poe's " A Dream within a Dream" inspired me to spill this on paper. Much has been written about this writer. l favor his poetry which more often than not reflects his angst.  What dreams must have tortured this soul?   

I decided on the title "A literary cornucopia" because that's what it is!   My aim is to have an abundance of literary and critical pieces.  Texts that will serve as stimulus for the mind and food for the soul.  Most of the content is directed at the upper high school level. The podcast will also include contributions by students and colleagues who are willing to "voice" their...

Ah, love! How can something so intangible grip a soul and take him into depths unknown?  Is it strange that so many have fallen into this deep abyss never to come out?  If and when they surface, is it a wonder that they come out unscathed? 

Writing a tanka poem is like working on an arithmetic exercise. One must calculate the number of syllables for each line while sticking to the topic. I enjoy it because it stimulates the gray cells within my brain. They need the exercise! 

Often it's just being quiet and patient that's enough. The heart must be silent to listen and offer solace at a difficult time.  A soul who has this  ability must be treasured.  

Army life can have its ups and downs. For children of the military there's never a dull moment.  This was just one of many! 

Do you believe in coincidences? Some things happen when you least expect them. (Based upon a real occurrence). 

Mothers can sometimes be very protective but at the same time want their children to be as independent as possible. Should the first day of school be one of those times for shooing the little bird from its nest? 

The town of Roswell Georgia in the USA has delightfully quiet spots. This charming covered bridge captivated my attention. and inspired me to reflect on life.