The new edition of Fine Lines is out. This poem from Jessi Conrad is in it. Ms. Conrad is a junior at Millard South High School.
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The Autumn Edition is Out!
The latest edition of Fine Lines is out and available by following this link.
Below is a small sample of the quality writing that is just a few clicks away. The poem by Duane Anderson is at the very front of the edition. It’s titled “Heaven Isn’t Found in Iowa.” Anderson is retired from Union Pacific Railroad and lives in LaVista.
From the Journal: “Dad and Daughter”
It’s a Saturday night as this gets posted. This poem by Sheila Boerner is titled “Dad and Daughter.” It’s from the current issue of Fine Lines. Boerner was an English teacher at St. Patrick’s Jr.-Sr. High School in North Platte, NE, for many years. Before that, she raised a family of six children.
Throwback Thursday — “Words” by Christine Janak
This post first ran on April 2, 2011. National Poetry Month is an important thing on the calendar every year.
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Welcome to National Poetry Month! Enjoy poems from Fine Lines and feel free to write and share your own!
Words
by Christine Janak
A violent hurricane of words
Shook the house.
They seeped through the cracks in the ceiling
And crawled under the doors.
They slithered up the staircase
And bled through the walls.
Thousands of fire-red ants
Seared pinholes into my flesh.
Words were thrown
Like crumpled tissues into a waste-bin.
I sat on my bedroom floor
With my knees crushed against my chest
As truth gobbled me up like a Sunday feast.
Friday From the Journal — A Fine Lines Treasure
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.
A poem from the current issue from David Hufford
“Good friends, good books, and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life.”
― Mark Twain
With the above in mind, we share a poem from the current issue of Fine Lines by David Hufford. “After all,” as David states below, “our lives get tangled up in the processes of living.”
