for Ann Darr I bought your book, the one featuring pictures and your poems about women flying airplanes, and scanned for you in each foggy photo until your thunder storm poem— its fear sucked me five miles up in a machine with— unlike you, the woman who flew it— a propensity for falling apart in … Continue reading Studying the Navigator – a Fantasy
Vardis Huntre was settling on the plot for his new historic romance. The setting would be a mining camp in the Tobacco Root Mountains of Montana in the nineteen twenties. The idea came to him as he was downing a beer in Darcy’s, a dive at the intersection of U.S 287 and Meadow Creek Road. … Continue reading Truth is Not a Good Plot
On reflection it seemed appropriate to drop this photo in response to the July 24 Ragtag Community Word of the Day Prompt.
We venture to catch the stars. She has what it takes to dare— courage, camera and will to challenge winter night. I carry light she doesn’t need, except to set her snare. We march, father squire to his daughter’s knight. Snow is pale under dappled sky and creaks as we walk; our breath wisps away, … Continue reading Star Hunter