Adagio For Strings
by Betsy Sholl The radio’s weeping again, this time without commentary, so it could be for anything, these strings brought to the breaking — for
With Jack Myers in France
by Paul Christensen You were my guest in southern France once, with Thea fussing with car rentals on the phone, my wife fixing breakfast at the
Jacob William
by Paul Christensen I was upstairs in Jack’s house on the flat suburban prairies north of Dallas, tossing among the words and muses of his little