by Orna Ross | May 16, 2012 | Poetry |
I wish we could flow as oceans tide, swelling with joy at our urge to unfurl. I feel we should roll as planets turn, dark days and seasons held level with light. I sense we can grow as mountains rise from stresses rock setting, solid and free. I intend to go as...
by Orna Ross | Mar 28, 2012 | Poetry |
#writerwednesday. I'm excited to be speaking about the Alliance next Friday at NOT The Oxford Literary Festival (NTOLF). This event was started two years ago by writer/performers who were frustrated by the high admission prices at the … yes…Oxford Literary...
by Orna Ross | Mar 5, 2012 | Poetry |
One of the many interesting people I've met at The Red Vic, the B&B I'm staying in here in San Francisco, is Laurie Marshall, writer, educator, peace activist and artist. Laurie is instigator of The Singing Tree Art Project, aiming to unite divided young people...
by Orna Ross | Dec 31, 2011 | Poetry |
Towards A Creative 2012: Part 3. They don't publish the good news. The good news is published by us. We have a special edition every moment, and we need you to read it. The good news is that you are alive, and the linden tree is still there, standing firm in the harsh...
by Orna Ross | Mar 27, 2011 | Poetry |
The Writer's Call: “…I work for you kind reader, dear,/who walks my words across the page,/who seeks clear ground in paths I’ve made…” Speechless: “…Kings will do/what kings do. Soldiers too./And if you don't want to know, I won’t...