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9 March 2006
Vol. 6, No. 1
fiction, short story
And then, after six years, she saw him again.
24 February 2006
Vol. 5, No. 4
nonfiction
Too few know when they have Enough; and fewer know how to employ it.
19 February 2006
Vol. 5, No. 4
poetry, sonnet, rhyme
Then let not winter's ragged hand deface
In thee thy summer, ere thou be distill'd…
16 February 2006
Vol. 5, No. 4
poetry, sonnet, rhyme
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds…
14 February 2006
Vol. 5, No. 4
poetry, love poem, rhyme
Come live with me and be my Love…
8 February 2006
Vol. 5, No. 4
nonfiction, essay, poetic theory
Poetry, like the world, may be said to have four ages, but in a different order: the first age of poetry being the age of iron; the second, of gold; the third, of silver; and the fourth, of brass.
1 February 2006
Vol. 5, No. 4
fiction, short story, translation
He was scarcely ten years old when he was arrested for the first time for vagabondage.
16 December 2005
Vol. 5, No. 4
nonfiction, science writing
Let observers observe the blue sky not only in winter when the earth is covered with snow, but in summer when it is covered with dark green foliage. This will help to unravel the complicated phenomena in question.
12 December 2005
Vol. 5, No. 4
poetry, light verse, rhyme
Jenny kiss'd me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in;
Time, you thief, who love to get
Sweets into your list, put that in!
28 November 2005
Vol. 5, No. 3
fiction, short story
What his wife mentioned of his being a tale-teller as well as a musician now occurred to me; and as, you know, I like tales of superstition, I begged to have a specimen of his talent as we went along.
26 November 2005
Vol. 5, No. 3
nonfiction, translation, science writing
Medicine is of all the arts the most noble…
24 November 2005
Vol. 5, No. 3
nonfiction, translation, science writing
I will follow that system of regimen which, according to my ability and judgment, I consider for the benefit of my patients, and abstain from whatever is deleterious and mischievous.
20 November 2005
Vol. 5, No. 3
poetry, elegy
I have had playmates, I have had companions
In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days;
All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
19 November 2005
Vol. 5, No. 3
poetry, light verse, rhyme
Let us drink and be merry, dance, joke, and rejoice,
With claret and sherry, theorbo and voice!
12 October 2005
Vol. 5, No. 3
fiction
As Mr. John Oakhurst, gambler, stepped into the main street of Poker Flat on the morning of the twenty-third of November, 1850, he was conscious of a change in its moral atmosphere since the preceding night.
16 September 2005
Vol. 5, No. 3
poetry
Safe in their Alabaster Chambers—
Untouched by Morning—
And untouched by Noon—
Lie the meek members of the Resurrection—
Rafter of Satin—and Roof of Stone!
15 September 2005
Vol. 5, No. 3
poetry
We play at Paste—
Till qualified, for Pearl—
Then, drop the Paste—
And deem ourself a fool—
14 September 2005
Vol. 5, No. 3
poetry
The Heaven we chase,
Like the June Bee—before the School Boy,
Invites the Race—
Stoops—to an easy Clover—
13 September 2005
Vol. 5, No. 3
poetry
But how he set—I know not—
There seemed a purple stile
That little Yellow boys and girls
Were climbing all the while—
12 September 2005
Vol. 5, No. 3
nonfiction, cover letter
Are you too deeply occupied to say if my Verse is alive?
The Mind is so near itself—it cannot see, distinctly—and I have none to ask—
31 August 2005
Vol. 5, No. 2
poetry, light verse, rhyme
You needn't be trying to comfort me,
I tell you my Dolly is dead!
There's no use in saying she isn't
With a crack like that in her head.
12 August 2005
Vol. 5, No. 2
poetry, rhyme
The telling time our task is; time's some part,
Not all, but we were framed to fail and die—
One spell and well that one. There, ah thereby
Is comfort's carol of all or woe's worst smart.
8 August 2005
Vol. 5, No. 2
poetry, sonnet, rhyme
I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day.
What hours, O what black hours we have spent
This night! what sights you, heart, saw; ways you went!
16 June 2005
Vol. 5, No. 2
poetry, translation
Muses, O ye who the course of true love so willingly favor…