Jacquie Waldman Photography III
Image © 2013 Jacquie Waldman Whimsical, ethereal, and narrative photographs are Jacquie Waldman’s forte. She is a 22 year old recent Whittier College graduate with a B.A. in Art & … Continue reading
Jacquie Waldman Photography II
Image © 2013 Jacquie Waldman Whimsical, ethereal, and narrative photographs are Jacquie Waldman’s forte. She is a 22 year old recent Whittier College graduate with a B.A. in Art & … Continue reading
Jacquie Waldman Photography I
Images © 2013 Jacquie Waldman Whimsical, ethereal, and narrative photographs are Jacquie Waldman’s forte. She is a 22 year old recent Whittier College graduate with a B.A. in Art & … Continue reading
Life Among The Similars (Beard Bates)
My parents picked me From a hanging branch Suspended high above The world below; Ever since I’ve reacted In the rain, the summers, The snow, and amid features Of ambling … Continue reading
Mirror Memoir (Linda Palund)
It was not as if I hadn’t been warned. Sophie had told me the story countless times. It had been my favorite spooky bedtime thrill ever since I can remember. … Continue reading
Diner Woman (Stan Galloway)
A woman sits looking at me in the corner booth, only she’s not really looking at me. She’s hiding from something, mostly herself. The man by the counter coughs up … Continue reading
Honoring Thunder (Stan Galloway)
CRACK! Awake! You at the window in a filmy nighttime gauze, watching rain, in the intermittent stroke of pneumatic clash. I’ve never understood your love of thunder and your need … Continue reading
Strawberry Dreaming (Stan Galloway)
Strawberries fly in an octopus glen, sunflower-dotted in Churchill’s campaign Strawberries flit from the daisies and corn butterfly-fast in a corporal rain Strawberries fall from a whippoorwill sky, white-tipped in … Continue reading
The Garden (Florence Helbing)
1. There was a narrator somewhere, giving names to things. I lived near a garden, was often dipping my fingers in the pond, disturbing that smooth pane of water. 2. … Continue reading
Hello, Monday.
“Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.” – Matsuo Basho – Image © Vladimir Kush http://vladimirkush.com/
The Job (Taylor Wendt)
It was a while ago that we played in the rain and got excited at the simple thought of running to things that were far, far away. – Poem and … Continue reading
Summer, Money, and Other Things That Sort of Go Together
Hi all! Thanks so much for vising and following The Epiphanist this last month. We’ve gotten a lot more traffic than we thought we would, especially considering the short time … Continue reading
Space Bag Poem (Kathryn Stroud)
You folded me carefully, placed me in a space bag and stashed me on the highest shelf in the closet of your mind. Do you know I am still there? … Continue reading
