New work in Revolution John
I had fun writing this one! Continue reading New work in Revolution John
Author: Charlotte Hamrick
Charlotte Hamrick’s creative writing and photographs have been published in a number of literary journals and anthologies. Her debut prose chapbook, Offset Melodies, is included in Grieving Hope (ELJ Editions), a collection of five microchaps. She is Managing Editor for Reckon Review.
Gateway
there once was a light that shinedthrough gray, in a fog, in a prison.it didn’t know it was in a prison.to the light, it was homesecurity, pleasurewhere it had all that it needed,where it was content.see? we don’t know what’s … Continue reading Gateway
undreaming
bitter loverusting through skypounding shineto shadow Words via Magnetic Poetry Photo by Олег Мороз on Unsplash Continue reading undreaming
Book Giveaway!
Two years ago on August 9, we posted our first story in the all volunteer run SugarSugarSalt Magazine. Jamy Bond and I started SSS to give previously published Creative Nonfiction – memoir, personal essays, flash CNF – a second life. Everyone who reads or are published in online magazines and journals knows how quickly issues appear then disappear into the online archives. Both of us personally felt the thrill of publication then the sadness of our work possibly never being read again. So we decided to start a magazine that would bring new eyes to the previously published work of our … Continue reading Book Giveaway!
Where a Book May Lead You
I’m reading Tom Lake by Anne Patchett. I reached a passage where the girls and mom are discussing what was the happiest day of her (mom’s) life. I paused, thinking about what might be the happiest day of my life. I cannot say. I’ve had many happy days; my wedding day, the day I was reunited with my sister after 10 years apart, the day my husband and I moved to New Orleans to begin our adult life together, other days not so momentous but, really, just ordinary days when I (& we) touched perfection for a minute, hour, day. A thread … Continue reading Where a Book May Lead You
Morning Meditation: Heat
A sprinkler drops water on my thirsty ferns. Heat rolls over them like a big wave over newbie surfers. I huddle inside in the chill wind of the A/C, remembering a sultry summer sun pinking my hands full of blackberries in a time that is no more. Photo by Meg Learner on Pixabay Continue reading Morning Meditation: Heat
Seasonal Haiku
Our Rose of Sharon purchased in love’s long daylight binds us together Mark of Naturalist Weekly invites us to write a haiku about a flower that is currently blooming in our area. Rose of Sharon (Hibiscus syriacus) is actually a bushy shrub but the flowers are amazing and it blooms its little heart out for months. It’s a popular plant in the South. Do pop over to Naturalist Weekly for the current post about Irises and some lovely Haiku translations as a bonus. Gardeners and poets, you’ll love it! Continue reading Seasonal Haiku
Morning Meditation: Skating
Outside my bedroom window it’s not quite dawn. Palm tree fronds are black against the lighter black of the birthing day. A lone car occasionally whooshes on the street reminding me of the whoosh of skates on ice. It’s a soothing yet active sound. An early morning sound before the constant growl of engines begins. I imagine these few people going to open their donut shop or to their shift at the hospital. A bird is singing. Why do we always think the bird is happy in its song? Maybe the bird is gathering its strength for a day of … Continue reading Morning Meditation: Skating
New Work & New Writing Home
Happy New Year! This is a general announcement about my new-ish Substack where I seem to be writing mostly about writerly things. I honestly don’t know what future content will be but the possibilities are wide open. It’s free to read and will always be free as I have no desire to make money from it. So I hope you’ll take a peek and subscribe if you like what you read. It’s called “The Hidden Hour” and you can find it here. I’ve had a couple of pieces published recently and another coming out on the 28th (I believe) in … Continue reading New Work & New Writing Home
Fishing
It’s a piss poor smileyou givebehind a barbed wire fenceunder a gulf side skyDo not suppose a hookis embedded in my cheekor that I won’t jumpover the sideleave you wading while Iwhirl * Photo by Charlotte Continue reading Fishing
