Singular Prism by Kathleen Roxby

THE INDIAN’S LAMENT

As he sat there upon the mountain top looking out at the native lands below, the GREAT WHITE SPIRIT strode across the sky....

Glass Rain

A POET IS BORN

A poet is born, not made yet the poet must be made...

Through the Looking Glass

COAL MINER’S LAMENT

Don’t put me in no hole...Let me be where the rain can wash me clean forever...

Shadows

AUTHOR NOTES

Learn the circumstances and inspirations for and published credits for this month's featured writing.

Another Spectrum

SUBMISSION GUIDELINES

Readers who write in response to one of the prompts listed each month in “Splintered Glass”, may see their work presented here. Will your writing appear here?

Splintered Glass

SPLINTERS FOR NOVEMBER 2024

A wide range of ideas to spark your writing energies for this month.

THE INDIAN’S LAMENT

A POET IS BORN

COAL MINER’S LAMENT

AUTHOR NOTES

SUBMISSION GUIDELINES

SPLINTERS FOR NOVEMBER 2024

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