“Recovery” Featured Artist Hilary Plattner
Please join Synkroniciti in welcoming writer and poet Hilary Plattner of New York. We are excited to feature two poems, “Prose Poem: The Box” and “Woman at the Fish Stall.” …
Please join Synkroniciti in welcoming writer and poet Hilary Plattner of New York. We are excited to feature two poems, “Prose Poem: The Box” and “Woman at the Fish Stall.” …
I looked out the window at the black clouds ahead of us. I opened the back window and smelled the rain. You could smell the rain in the desert even …
The whiff of ocean on the southern breeze and the smell of burning asphalt brought back memories of summers past. It had seemed as though those sweet dreams of summer …
Everything about the house was rich, and dense, and rooted. It was everything I wasn’t. Even the air, with its distinct smell of oak wood and sage, spoke to its …
Digging To-day I think Only with scents,- scents dead leaves yield, And bracken, and wild carrot’s seed, And the square mustard field; Odours that rise When the spade …
I found one remaining box of comics which I had saved. When I opened it up and that smell came pouring out, that old paper smell, I was struck by …
Squeeze your eyes closed, as tight as you can, and think of all your favorite autumns, crisp and perfect, all bound up together like a stack of cards. That is …
At no other time (than autumn) does the earth let itself be inhaled in one smell, the ripe earth; in a smell that is in no way inferior to the …
I can hear your whisper and distant mutter. I can smell your damp on the breeze and in the sky I see the halo of your violence. Storm I know …
The author O. Henry taught me about the value of the unexpected. He once wrote about the noise of flowers and the smell of birds – the birds were chickens …
