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We Rise as One

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on May 25, 2014. Posted in General. 5 Comments on We Rise as One

I saw it once. It was on TV. The man was old. He had white hair and a wrinkled face. His arm was raised. He was carrying an American flag, the tiny kind with a wooden stick, the flag no bigger than a First Aid kit. The man was running, as best as his old man legs allowed. He waved the flag. The field through which the man ran was located in France....

Spring is Made for This

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on May 24, 2014. Posted in General. 4 Comments on Spring is Made for This

Ahhhh, it is going to rain. The thunder rumbles, lightning flashes against the window pane. Drops patter on glass, the shadows of the cedar undulate in the street lamp. Once I saw a raccoon scale the nighttime cottonwood like Dracula. Tonight, the lush spring plants arch toward the rain.

A Good Book Day

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on May 21, 2014. Posted in General. 2 Comments on A Good Book Day

William and I began our lessons on “How to Play Bridge.” We established that you arrange your hand by suit; you must follow suit; the higher card in a suit wins; ace is the highest card. The rules called the winning process taking “tricks.” William called them books. We played. We made books. William made more books than...

Don’t Re-Read Your Journal if You Can’t Take It

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on May 20, 2014. Posted in General. 4 Comments on Don’t Re-Read Your Journal if You Can’t Take It

The entries are from 2008. I had been involved with writing group for a year. Each week, after we met, I came home and wrote into the journal every significant thing I could remember having happened. The journal helped me process the chaotic hour that was a weekly writing group of men and women who had experienced homelessness. I am reviewing...

Where Exuberance Will Get You

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on May 17, 2014. Posted in General. 2 Comments on Where Exuberance Will Get You

I live in a jungle: The Cottonwood Grove Technically, this is a zero-lot line house within spitting distance of the next zero-lot line house. The balcony wraps around two of these massive cottonwoods. We have an interior garden: a garden spot This is what it feels like when you walk out of the front door, through this garden spot, and onto the...

My Readers: Laughing So They Won’t Weep

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on May 17, 2014. Posted in General. No Comments on My Readers: Laughing So They Won’t Weep

My Readers: Laughing So They Won't Weep.

I am Beyond Thrilled

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on May 16, 2014. Posted in General. 6 Comments on I am Beyond Thrilled

I’ve had a book published, okay? I went through the fairly tortuous experience of editing and re-editing and receiving a proposed cover and approving the interior illustrations . . . I’ve done all that. Yet. I am beyond thrilled to see the examples of how Writing Our Way Home: A Group Journey Out of Homelessness might look. This isn’t...

if would be a poem

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on May 16, 2014. Posted in General. No Comments on if would be a poem

From Valeriu dg barbu – hope you enjoy it as much as I did

The Nature of Time

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on May 15, 2014. Posted in General. 6 Comments on The Nature of Time

After an extended visit at my sister’s, I will be back at my house today. I will discover what is happening in my yard, as well as what I might have missed. Are the peonies already gone? Will the iris be in full bloom? Some years, the ephemeral spider lilies spring, flutter their skinny petals, and die in my absence. Whenever I begin to...

Ultimately, Laugh

Written by Ellen Morris Prewitt on May 14, 2014. Posted in General. 1 Comment on Ultimately, Laugh

Once I’ve had the opportunity to digest all that has happened over the last five days (a double graduation for my godchild, a rare visit with my cousin, the amazing hospitality of my sister enabling such joyous times, and the oddity of being in the same state with my mother yet not seeing her on Mother’s Day), I’ll be posting. Until...