LESLIE MCBRIDE WILE Frosted meadows and a blank, overcast sky today–the actual first day of 2015, with Italy finally back to school and work after January 6, the Feast of the Epiphany. This late return to the daily grind may…
The suitcase of Hermes, Poetry
Antipoetry
The suitcase of Hermes, Poetry
Donnaluna
The suitcase of Hermes, Poetry
Martyrs of Human Foolishness
The Ambrosia of Dionysus, Sculpture
YSP Sculpture in Landscape
The suitcase of Hermes, Poetry
The Wakefield Poets, Laura Potts
The suitcase of Hermes, Poetry
Poets of the World, Muhammad Shanazar, Pakistan
The suitcase of Hermes, Poetry
Sulle rive del Resco
The Staff of Orpheus, Music
My Blue Colour
ANDREA PACE I was but a teenager when I met Robert Johnson for the first time, the man who sold his soul to the devil in order to learn to play the guitar. I was not a cheerful teenager, I…