Poetry by James Dilworth Newlands Park by James Dilworth Another Saturday — A day before Summer comes in: Some singing birds above brown finches and red robins in old, spiky, evergreen trees, a couple crows commenting … Continue reading A Poet’s Impression of Reno
by MaiLynn Stormon-Trinh MaiLynn wrote about her experience with the many winds she’s known after visiting Burning Man in the Black Rock Desert in Nevada. I’m pleased to be able to share this post from her blog with you. I have known many winds. I have known the Santa Anas – the eerie stillness that precedes them, the way they arrive and warp the human psyche to bring about unrest at best, violence at worst. I have known the hot sticky air that blasts through the Southern Californian concrete like a devil blowing his horn. The blonde, blue-eyed beauties seek … Continue reading I Have Known Many Winds