by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 18. So the evening and the morning were . . . And God saw that it was good. –Gen. 1 twilight diffused-light candle between sun and moon and sun daybreak to sunrise, sunset to nightfall stars hide and return, sun rises and sets slowly...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 17 * Celebrate This Week. I found my slice on a book cover. I was sorting through a dozen randomly organized books. [Isn’t that an oxymoron?] These books are on a the shelf next to the place where my carry-on bag waits in my office for...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 16 * Poetry Friday. I. Slicing with green– I have already selected something green to wear on Saturday, lest I forget and one of my kids or grandkids come by. I know they won’t forget. And since Saturday is St. Patrick’s...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 12. I. Relaxing in lawn chairs, we soak up the warm March sun. EM is bouncing around, shooting hoops, rolling on her belly on the basketball, sitting on the porch steps. II. Caw…caw! Caw…caw! The raucous call of a crow comes from...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 10. Evening came and I had not written a slice. I wondered, what should I write? Blank. I only knew that it would be short. I thought about today being the 9th day of March and my name being Nine. That idea lasted about nine seconds. Then I...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 9 * Poetry Friday. During the month of February I participated in Laura Shovan’s 6th Annual February Poetry Project. On Day 11, Linda Baie provided a pencil drawing as our prompt. Linda received the pencil drawing, “Monday”...
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