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Stone Path Review – Fall 2013
The next issue of Stone Path Review is almost complete and will be available for your reading and viewing pleasure on 10/15/13. The PDF and downloadable version will be available by 10/22/13. We have an open reading schedule and your work can be submitted here. Photo courtesy of Twisted Root Studios
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Rain and Fall
A beautiful early fall day in Minnesota. Grey clouds let go of rain upon the yellow, red, and orange leaves finally making an appearance. The grass greened over night and the remnants of summer have washed away for the time being. Nature is all around, but the rain brings hidden creatures from the soil, leaves…
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Fall – Stone Path Review
We are planning the first release party for Stone Path Review, for the Fall issue. Still early, but it looks to be early to mid November with a featured writer, music, and readings by current and previously published artists. More to come!
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Welcome to Fall
I can’t believe it is already fall and October. I have drawn within myself the past few weeks as my headaches have been occurring daily, except for today. There is nothing better than the feeling of liberty when you are back at the normal level of feeling, or the balance you have learned in living…
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Poem – The Bridge
This piece is about the Washington Ave bridge in Minneapolis, MN. This is the same one where John Berryman (author of “Dream Songs”) jumped in 1972. The Bridge Running across the bridge Spanning the Mississippi I stay outside the maroon shelter Preferring light mist upon my face Blending with tears Crisp fall day Leaves crunching…
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Something is Missing
What the hell happened to spring? Winter has quickly left our thawed memories and spring has sprung for the time being. Thoughts of rolling white slopes turn to the chaos of natures pointed words. Soon the skies will be filled with dark clouds from far reaches of open fields, across the plains of northern lands,…
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Peace for Now
The mind is heavy with thoughts as the snow fall ends and we are left with the aftermath, the heavy blanket across the land, the frozen flowers and trees, and the rabbit’s track at the front door. So simple, so beautiful.