My NameBy Brian Ernest Brown what’s in a name it’s certainly a beginning and yet also an end born with a name full of hope, chained to a foisted definition at another time eulogized on granite in a field full of the same, just a name it’s a package of…
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Harvest Home
Autumn is falling on the Ozark Mountains, the leaves are changing and the air is crisp in the mornings and cool in the evenings. The last of the harvest season is upon us. The pumpkin patches are full and soon the Great Pumpkin will arise from the Pumpkin Patch, or…
Inevitable
Like a sunset, some things are inevitable. And too like a sunset, the inevitable may just be as welcomed. Darkness is near and it will be time to rest. It is inevitable.
Masts at Dawn
Masts at Dawn By Robert Penn Warren Past second cock-crow yacht masts in the harbor go slowly white. No light in the east yet, but the stars show a certain fatigue. They withdraw into a new distance, have discovered our unworthiness. It is long since The owl, in the dark…
Ex Cathedra Studio
On this Feast of the Ascension, I would like to announce the opening of Ex Cathedra Studio in downtown Fayetteville Arkansas. Upon moving to Fayetteville this last summer, I began looking for a space in which to be and to do, whatever I was to be doing or whatever it…
