She stands with bare feet On a marble bathroom floor The temperature outside has not yet Reached up to the predicted low for today These days she keeps mostly to herself No one else can bear it These cold solitary dawns When she thinks of love She is confronted with...
We come from separate compartments, they from carrels, I, from my usual routine, form a circle, except for the young man next to me who turns away. I read poems, they read, taking turns, shy, then surprised at the voice that emerges, a hoop of language, a circle of...
Welcome to the Saint Paul Almanac’s “This Week In Saint Paul,” a new feature to help you engage with our city’s varied and vibrant literature and art events. Each week, we will highlight a few happenings around town, but remember to check out...
“Can you kids be quiet for a minute? I think a towboat is trying to call me on the radio.” This morning the pilothouse of the Anson Northrup is packed to the gills and I am surrounded by eleven-year-olds. They are standing around my chair, crowded onto the lazy bench,...
Dale Massie pulls for the little guy. “I’m pulling for the little guy, like you and me.” “God gives us free will. We have no excuse. You know what I’m saying?” While he smoked his break away, we engaged and enjoyed a free-ranging dialogue that touched on aliens, human...
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