Writing In A Woman's Voice

February Afternoon, after Berthe Morisot     by Joan E. Cashin The bare trees drink down the light As the sun sets, The windows reflec...

  Couple in Winter by Joan E. Cashin Night: original snowfall, the thick curtain Falling between us.    We pace home, two lone scouts...

Freyja's Distaff by Lisa Creech Bledsoe It sometimes begins with the sound of bees, or the breathless silence after Maria Callas fini...

 

The Woman in the Mirror by Grace Hickey Last night I smashed the patriarchy out of my mirror broke it into a million pieces so tha...

  A Walk with my Almost-Four-Year-Old Grandson by Brooke Herter James He gathers questions as we stroll down the pebbled beach, why t...

  Surfer Boy by Alexis Rhone Fancher and Dion O'Reilly   He taught me to eat raw fish, to mix wasabi and soy sauce into a thick green...