* * * Lich Fowl Translates to “corpse bird.” There was a belief in Irish folklore that the souls of unbaptised children were doomed to wander in nightjar form until…
The Birds
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The Birds: 3 poems
by Guest Contributor October 27, 2021featured photo: every needle and rootlet, by Mollie Oblinger wood, yarn, 28”x44”x10”, 2013 * * * The Myth of the Underage Woman What I think is a hummingbird, heart rate…
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The Birds: The Robin
by Guest Contributor October 25, 2021At 4:00 p.m., the winds came from the east and not the west at 65mph, sustained for thirty minutes–a straight-line wind it’s called. From a drone’s view, the wind hit…
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The Birds: a poem
by Guest Contributor October 21, 2021featured photo by Veronica Schorr * * * Every Writer Has a Window Every writer has a window, but does every window have a bird? And every bird, a tree?…
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The Birds: a poem
by Guest Contributor October 19, 2021* * * Sonnet Manumitted Little carmen, twig-cage-incarcerated, Is your tone vehement or verecund? For what eternity have you fretted And flitted between ends of your bond? Do you feel…
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The Birds: Nesting
by Guest Contributor October 18, 2021Nesting ____________ a ten-minute play adapted from flash fiction published with Fractured Literary Magazine Characters MOLLY………………………………………………………………………………..30s, wife GREG………………………………………………………………………………….30s, husband NEIGHBOR MOM……………………………………………………………offstage voice NEIGHBOR DAD…………………………………………………………….offstage voice NEIGHBOR KIDS……………………………………………………………offstage voices…
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The Birds: a poem
by Guest Contributor October 14, 2021* * * Karasu, or One for the Crows Kobe, 2017 Interludes of birdsongs pierce the bustling city, but there are no birds. Only black boxes hidden in the…
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The Birds: Death of a Hen
by Guest Contributor October 12, 2021I spent several days and nights in mid-September with an ailing pig and I feel driven to account for this stretch of time, more particularly since the pig died at…
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The Birds: a poem
by Guest Contributor October 7, 2021featured photo by Talitha May * * * End of the World When I finally found you It was the end of the world. The corals bleached The eastern trees…
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The Birds: a poem
by Guest Contributor October 5, 2021* * * Pak City — Block A6, Fl. 9, Apt. #37 My smoke alarm chips through the night: low- battery warbling. So my dream just has birds: sickly…
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The Birds: Bowerbirds
by Guest Contributor September 30, 2021featured photo by Amy Bowers In Medieval times a bower meant a woman’s private chamber. Later its meaning broadened to suggest a cozy space, either indoors or under the…
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The Birds: a poem
by Guest Contributor September 28, 2021featured photo by Talitha May * * * Where They Gather They gather here in Bothell Near where the old Safeway used to be; The concrete broken and ground away,…
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The Birds: a poem
by Guest Contributor September 24, 2021featured image by Maggie Chirdo * * * The Five Songbirds of Grief Denial Canaries in coal mines alerted toiling miners to dangerous levels of carbon monoxide. I once…
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The Birds: Gulls
by Guest Contributor September 22, 2021My father was a birder. Gulls were not his birds. But he taught me something about gulls and language: there is no such thing as a seagull. There is only…