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Book Note: Raising Abel
Teen Fiction Reading: Boston and NYC Two Calls for Submissions: Fatherhood Fiction or Motherhood Activism, Advocacy and Agency A Postcard from the AWP World Read Aloud Day New in Columns
In spring, the daughter blossoms
Cassie Premo Steele
March 10, 2012
This month Cassie Premo Steele invites you to write a poem about the mother-daughter relationship -- with its cycles of loss and reunion, and its seasons of integration and blossoming.
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Flight
Elizabeth Maria Naranjo
March 10, 2012
The mother swept quickly through the crosswalk, like a duck on a pond, trailing her daughter behind her. She hooked her thumbs under the straps of her backpack, felt the ache lift away, then settle again on her shoulders. What seemed necessary had become a burden: a Thermos of iced water, coloring books, borrowed binoculars, a stuffed unicorn. A day that had to be perfect.
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Essential Reading: Motherless Women and Girls
Rhena Tantisunthorn
March 10, 2012
This month we're highlighting books about motherless women and girls. Download the list to find it fast at your local bookstore or library.
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Dutch Elm
Elizabeth Jarrett Andrew
February 12, 2012
Suddenly I'm crying. The mighty elm comes down limb by limb, and of course I think of my partner, who has had a rare and aggressive cancer cut from her neck. Despite her present good health we wake every morning to the possibility of disease: Hello, cancer. This being human involves a zillion relationships, each one fragile and in need of tending. The only way my heart can be big enough to maintain them all is if it's broken. I wipe my face although I know there's no shame in crying for a tree.
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Son
Vicki L. Wilson
March 3, 2012
There will be a last time that I carry you,and I won't know it. There will be no celebration, no certificate... Read More...
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An Interview with Naseem Rakha
Katherine J. Barrett
February 12, 2012
The Crying Tree explores the challenge of forgiving the unforgivable. Irene Stanley, a conservative wife and mother of two, faces a parent's worst nightmare: her son, Shep, is murdered. Irene struggles for many years with her son's death and the protracted death sentence of his murderer until she decides she must forgive both the criminal and the crime.
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A Time to Read: A Review of For Sale By Owner and The Desires of Letters
Erinn Kelley
March 3, 2012
In both collections, the result is that those of us who have traded business suits and drinks with friends for oatmeal-clumped clothes and sippy cups can still find time, however brief, to engage with the beauty of language.
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