by Minerva Rising Contributor | Aug 30, 2013 | Uncategorized
Muse. My elusive, ephemeral Muse. Last Monday I left Philadelphia International Airport at 6:20 AM. I traveled all the way to the red and yellow bluffs of Ghost Ranch, in Abiquiu, New Mexico trying to find her. It’s pretty far to travel. But I’d won a Fellowship...
by Minerva Rising Contributor | Aug 26, 2013 | Uncategorized
And a bonnie Monday morning it is. Crazy beautiful here. Sunrise over the ocean out the front window. Clouds that form, right before my eyes, born like a creature from a bit of sea mist that grows into a whale or a unicorn or, in the case of the one that just...
by Minerva Rising Contributor | Aug 22, 2013 | Uncategorized
The littoral zone is a place where water meets land. Go a little deeper, though, and you’ll find the definition as squishy as the place itself. I read it as meaning not one place and not another, and it is where I am in my writing today. Somewhere between fiction...
by minervarising | Aug 19, 2013 | Blog, Staff Picks
Persimmon Tree, an online magazine of the arts by women over sixty, testifies to the ever-increasing fruitfulness, unparalleled wisdom, and sheer creative power that dwells within the generation of women writers who have walked the road ahead of us. The works in the...
by Minerva Rising Contributor | Aug 15, 2013 | Blog, The Keeping Room
My pain waltzed in to claim me when I was twenty-two and I felt a fateful twist behind my right knee, but it had eyed me in the years before. When I was sixteen I enjoyed my weekly singing lessons until the twenty-minute mark hit. At that point, I prayed to perfect...
by Minerva Rising Contributor | Aug 12, 2013 | Blog
On September 14th, I fly to Canterbury, England with 20 other students from my college for thirteen weeks. That’s 91 days, 2184 hours, 131,040 minutes that I will be worlds away from the two most significant people in my life – my fiancé, Malcom, and my 2 year old...
by Minerva Rising Contributor | Aug 8, 2013 | Blog, The Keeping Room
On a rainy afternoon in the spring of 2011, my five-year-old son dumped a heavy book into my lap and said, “Read.” I opened the book and read the first line: “All children, except one, grow up.” The book was Peter Pan and Wendy, by J.M. Barrie, first published in...
by minervarising | Aug 5, 2013 | Blog, Photography
I took this picture at my local arboretum. I was meandering around the trails trying to find something interesting to shoot—a flower, a bird, something “spectacular.” While trying to find the “spectacular” I just kept shooting what was in front of me—the trail. There...
by Minerva Rising Contributor | Aug 2, 2013 | Uncategorized
First, I should probably tell you that it’s been one of those years, a year in which you can’t believe a year has passed. And time did not fly because you had fun, instead the days were built of doing what must be done to get by and get through. These years have...
by Dulcie Witman | Jul 29, 2013 | Blog, Staff Blog
I have never opened a ripe mango and not wanted to lick it. It may be true that my first mango was not until I went to Mexico. If there was one before that I can only say it was not memorable and who cares about a forgettable mango anyway. No it was in my late...
