11 votes   51 readings 1 min
I clutch tightly around the handle of my umbrella, relishing in my own dryness as I make my way down the city street. I am heading home from a day of sending out applications while slowly sipping ... [+]

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PSU April Showers
0 vote   61 readings 1 min
Springtide Comes in the Time of COVID-19

Spring rains fall on butter-hued daffodils
That no one pauses to admire.

Warming breezes ruffle bud-laden limbs,
But no one bears witness.
... [+]

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PSU April Showers
24 votes   202 readings 1 min
If weather were backwards
And strayed from the norm
More likely than not
It'd take a new form.

The sun would be wet
And rain would be dry
The highs would be low
And lows would be ... [+]

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PSU April Showers
10 votes   103 readings 1 min
It’s raining, which means he’s here.

His visits are sporadic as they are attempts to escape the rain.

I can’t deny him or turn him away, in fact I can’t move.

He enters while... [+]

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PSU April Showers
0 vote   155 readings 1 min

A Test of Chivalry

Matthew Rhudy, ago

I always struggled with the thought of myself as a knight. Yet here I stood, facing my first true test of chivalry. The monsters descended upon the maiden, who cried out in distress. I pictured ... [+]

0 vote   82 readings 1 min

Our Seasons

Matthew Bodek, ago

I’m continually amazed at the wonders of nature and in this part of the world the passing of the seasons is astounding.  The temperature, the amount of daylight, and the types of precipitation ... [+]

1 vote   67 readings 1 min

Fall Colors

Mojdeh Keykhah, ago

Sharp edge on red

Fly from a Japanese maple

Two jagged entries in the swirling pond of leaves

Line up twenty paces on the wind plank

Make the leap to the ground

1 vote   114 readings 1 min

The Bluebird

Amanda Clark, ago

She embarks upon a journey across the silent sea, no land in sight. Waves move subtly below her, sending ripples across a vast expanse of blue. She is one. One with the sky that rushes through her ... [+]

3 votes   106 readings 1 min


Clara E. Berkey, ago

A squirrel scampered across my branches as I swayed in the breeze. Three eggs slept in their nest. A fox slunk by shrouded by bushes. It was November 16, 2018 and I stood there observing it all. It ... [+]