With eyelids drawn, I look on, to a dawn that is now gone. So, I call on bygone dawnings, as I am an indrawn man. There is a spawning within the darkness of my shut lids. But I am sure my dawning will come, and the...

Stony petals of a flower bloom in the cold eyes of the sun.   once flushed in pinks, the blossoms of my youth have wilted and froze.   Glacial beads of blood drift down my face until these venal rivers are bloodless.   Within is darkness to which...

This Wednesday with be the first of a series of classes in the Back-to-Basics group. The first class is on sonnets.This is for those who want to learn how to write one and for those who already written one...

Hello This is going to be a short update. We are currently looking for a permanent IT person to handle issues when they occur. At the moment we do have a list of items that we are working on. *One person brought...