by Minerva Rising Contributor | Mar 7, 2013 | Uncategorized
Adaptation may be the perfect prompt for a writer who generally starts out with one thing in mind, and ends up with something else entirely. And then I realize, it’s pretty much the way my life goes too. So I had to do it, write about adaptation. I had every intention...
by minervarising | Mar 4, 2013 | Uncategorized
I’ve been thinking seriously about love poems. What does that term mean? Is the idea of loss inherent in the DNA of a love poem? Is a love poem something transient? Like a novel you keep coming back to, does the meaning change depending on the stage of life of the...
by Minerva Rising Contributor | Feb 28, 2013 | Uncategorized
UNVEILING YOUR STORY Pay attention, Mary Oliver directs us. That is rule number one in her Instructions for Living a Life. But it is not enough to pay attention. We must be astonished, she commands. Nor shall we stop at astonishment, for that is selling the world...
by Kim Brown | Feb 25, 2013 | Uncategorized
Julia is fourteen years old and the youngest member of my Thursday morning art class. When I first started, I thought it was odd that she wasn’t in school. But then I learned that she went to an alternative school that allowed her to spend more time developing her...
by Minerva Rising Contributor | Feb 21, 2013 | Uncategorized
“MOM!” It was about as urgent as a teenage boy is willing to sound. But I’m writing. “MOM!” I hear it again, so I leave my office and run upstairs to find out what’s got my son riled up. He’s standing in the hallway outside of his bathroom. He points to the...
by Michelle Orr | Feb 18, 2013 | Uncategorized
I haven’t had much time to make photos lately, and if I’m being really honest, it’s mostly been a lack of inspiration. The holidays are over, it’s cold outside and it seems my creative self has gone into hibernation. So, I dug into my “archives” and found some photos...
by Minerva Rising Contributor | Feb 14, 2013 | Blog, The Keeping Room
I wore black and white checked capris with elastic suspenders lined with protest buttons. Give peace a chance. Make art not war. I (heart) New York. My shirt was an old Hanes undershirt I had scribbled on with sharpie markers. Pictures of a paintbrush, drama masks,...
by minervarising | Feb 11, 2013 | Uncategorized
FactsI left home when I was 17 years old and finished high school while living with a woman I’d met through babysitting her children. She served as a mentor to me in many ways, some good, some not so good and eventually I met a man who wanted to get out...
by Minerva Rising Contributor | Feb 7, 2013 | Blog, The Keeping Room
REBEL WITHOUT CAUSE ‘I am not human, I’m Sarah’ was perhaps my earliest form of rebellion, in response to the taunting of older siblings. But it stuck. To this day I defy rules, cannot sign on the right line, fail miserably at standardized box-filling...
by minervarising | Feb 4, 2013 | Blog, Poetry2
First of all, I’d like to extend a hearty hello to everyone reading this post. My name is Sandra Marchetti and as many of you may already know, this is my first week on the job as the new Poetry Editor for Minerva Rising. I am thrilled to be in the fold and am...
