A Window Without a Face

Have you ever passed under the window of an old, abandoned house? Have you ever looked up, yearning for a beautiful face on the other side of the glass? Something about once proud houses now fallen into ruin that makes you slow down your step. A family once lived there. A man or a woman … Continue reading A Window Without a Face

On Solitude, The Queen

Lynne Roberto

Like a great queen this solitude reigns over me. Every day I do her bidding In silence Or in prose Upon a cloud Or on a bed of thorns. I unpeople the world And wrap myself In a shroud of silence. My monarch leads me on Through deserts and storms Through lands where words grow … Continue reading On Solitude, The Queen

The Warmer Side of a Rainy Window

photograph of a rainy window

It’s good to be on the warmer side of a rainy window. To watch it rain on others but not on you. To float in the dry silence of your own room To have nothing to do Nowhere to go To think of love and death as things that will happen to you on some … Continue reading The Warmer Side of a Rainy Window