Lara Dolphin, Winter 2017

It’s hard for me to pick favorites from either of the two Word Fountain issues that I’ve had a part in bringing to life. But here is one that got me excited back when we first received the submission. I love when a poet takes something old, twists it around, and makes me look at from a new angle, makes me question the old adages and aphorisms and what we accept as truth.

There are a lot of marvelous poems by Ronald Wallace–“Oranges” is one of my all-time favorites–but I think this spin on a Wallace poem just might rival the original (Shhh, don’t tell RW I said that).  The poem is entitled “Time” after “Blessings” by Ronald Wallace. It’s written by Lara Dolphin and printed both online and in the hard copy of Word Fountain’s 2017 winter edition.

Head over to our Submissions page if you have short fiction or poems to send to us for the spring-summer issue. There are only 7 more days to the deadline on March 31st!

Source: Lara Dolphin, Winter 2017

Two Love Poems by Derek Walcott

You might question my designation of this first poem as a love poem but I would counter that a poem need not mention the word “love” to be a love poem. To be precise, though, one might call it a lovelorn poem or a writer’s poem about love and loss. From someone who lives in the Northeast, watching the snow not quite melting on this day before spring, it seems the perfect choice to mourn his passing this weekend.

It’s called “In the Village,” and perhaps the fact that I had the joy and honor of reading with the poets of 2 Bridges Review in the East Village less than two weeks ago, is another reason it resonates so deeply with me today. The text can be found here.

The second poem is one that I recorded before but I was not happy with it. Even this time, I question myself about how I stressed certain words and not others. But I always do that when I read the work of other poets and each reading is its own interpretation. You can find many interpretations on YouTube and elsewhere online of this poem called “Love After Love.”

In the Village

Love After Love

And now the poet and playwright’s book White Egrets sits beside me here at my table this afternoon and his book-length poem Omeros awaits my return on the shelf. The music and tone of his language I can only describe as luminous. We are fortunate that he lived to be 87 and brought so much richness to the world of literature. Read more about the Nobel laureate and his work here and in the following articles.

Stella – 1 Da Valley – 0

The story of Stella, as relayed in delightful and dramatic detail, by a fellow NEPA citizen.

TomFlannery.com

Stella – 1

The Valley –…

flagOur daughter was stranded at a friend’s house less than a mile away (she had spent Monday night there). And we couldn’t get to her. Road was blocked with an Archbald borough plow being towed with a chain by a large piece of farm equipment. So that made what would have been the stupid decision to drive that much easier. I actually set out on foot with a bag full of warm clothes over my shoulder (she only had a sweatshirt….yea, I know…) like a Saint Bernard intent on delivering brandy. As I walked into the teeth of 40 MPH winds and negative wind chills, even the guy driving the tractor, who saw me appear out of the ether like some sort of crazed mental patient, shook his head and said…”uh….good luck dude.”

I might make it…but there was no way I was gonna…

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Blizzard 2017 Is in the Books

“Let’s read ‘Snowbound’ together” – Kenneth Koch

Or it will be. Someone should write books about it. I imagine there will be some epic poems coming out of what the Weather Channel was calling “Stella.” Apparently, the National Weather Service is not involving themselves in the marketing scheme of naming winter storms, though. They’re sticking to hurricanes for that kind of treatment. I did hear someone call it Stormageddon 2017. Still, it was not the end of the world even if it did nearly suspend Northeast Pennsylvania in time for a few days.

Twenty-six inches of snow fell here in my neighborhood and Continue reading