Fine Lines is, of course, focused on the written word, but there is an increasing amount of art and photography in the journal. Below is a sample from the most recent issue (available at this link.) The artwork, “Style,” is by Kathy Ann Thompson.
Smart poetry today from the most recent edition of Fine Lines. Poet Cynthia Douglas-Ybara ends her poem with this bit of truth — “Words can hurt, words can heal” The most online edition of the journal can be accessed by following this link. The poem follows below. Click on the page to see it in a … Continue reading Friday From the Journal: Words/Palabras by Cynthia Douglas-Ybrara
This poem by North Platte’s Shelia Boerner is a reminder that camp for young writers (and older writers, too) is around the corner. Registration is here on the website. Follow this link for more information. Boerner’s poem is in the current (Spring) Fine Lines issue. Need a copy? Then head over to this web page.
This short essay from the winter issue of Fine Lines was written by Joseph Bushey. The artwork with it was shot by Cindy Goeller. The current issue is online and available in print and on kindle at this link.
Today we are delighted to share the first place poem: Sneezing Trees Through my window, elms Sneeze showers of zealous leaves Swarming barren grounds – Rose Gleisberg We asked Rose to share about her inspiration for this piece: My poem, “Sneezing Trees” was inspired by my husband’s work environment – working several floors underground for … Continue reading Friday From the Journal – Sneezing Trees
Today we have a double treat for you! First, the poem the poem that placed second in the Fine Lines Poetry Contest: THE WORDSMITH With pen in hand I slide to the other side, Where fireflies shatter twilight’s veil, Pine needles crinkle on the path, Moonbeams whisper a melody, Chanting waves enthrall, Rushing winds caress, … Continue reading Friday From the Journal – The Wordsmith
Today we bring you the Third Place Winner in the Fine Fines Poetry Contest Frozen like a Statue My teeth chatter against each other, like a beaver gnaws on wood. I’m frozen from my toes to the tips of my auburn hair, frostbitten to the very depths of my soul battered by icy, … Continue reading Friday From the Journal – Frozen Like a Statue
Dear Friends, In the month of January we will bring you poets and poetry from the Fine Lines Journal. This piece was created by a student who enjoys reading and writing in her spare time. We hope you enjoy her art: Concert i am the pulsing at a concert when everyone screams and the noise … Continue reading Friday From the Journal – Concert