Author: amogle71

The Wind’s Daughter, Anemone nemorosa

Windflowers, unfurl their petals in the morning light, lifting their face to bask in the sun. When the day fades to dusk, their petals close, once again, in patient wait…
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Silvia’s Garden: Scilla Siberica

With the recent arrival of spring, the plants from Silvia's gardens reach up through the soil in a welcome burst of green. The delicate petals of her spring ephemerals bob merrily…
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The Germans Tried

A tri-fold conceals the words, while revealing the force of a typewriter: bold abstracted letters raised up in reverse. Unfolding the the letter, I find the date, a year before…
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Recently, a “Difficult Woman”

Small towns are prone to intense politics, due, in part, to participatory politics that extend beyond a simplistic vote. Recently, the political pitch in the little town where Silvia lived…
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Henrik Visnapuu

It was his name, Henrik Visnapuu that came up in those first Google searches at the late-night, kitchen table, linking Silvia to a larger world unknown to me; a world…
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Juhan Nihtig (Narma)

It's a dusty roll of flimsy cardboard, with yellowed ragged paper poking out it's ends, resembling something akin to an old-fashioned, confetti cracker from a party long past. Anyone could…
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Ever Since I Remember, Part I

On a stone bench, set back slightly from the bustle of the street, rests an old woman reading a three-cent newspaper. Unaccustomed to the liquid warmth of spring light, the…
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Pneuma

Five clay whistles, brought to the lips, transform a single breath. A simple note, again and another, begin to form a melodic song, pulled from the earth. Soon a plaintive…
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The Cookie Tin

My neighbors and I took many trips with the little red wagon down Main Street to Silvia's garden, a bedraggled crew of dirt covered gardeners on a mission to save…
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