Tag Archives: Poet

Resident Artist 2: David Arthur, No. 6

  Resident Artist 2: David Arthur, No. 6: Mom’s Blue Ribbons My mother’s Blue Ribbons speak to me from her closet. Instead of awards, they sing the blues. Telling her tales of growing up in…

Resident Artist 2: David Arthur, No. 5

    Resident Artist 2, No. 5: A WORLD WITH CEMETERIES I could not imagine living in a world without cemeteries. A peaceful reflection filled with the hope of tranquil slumber. The hostel where history…