
“Hope Smiles from the threshold of the year to come / Whispering ‘it will be happier’…” ~from “Robin Hood and Maid Marion”
by Alfred, Lord Tennyson (b. 6 August 1809 – d. 6 October 1892)

“Hope Smiles from the threshold of the year to come / Whispering ‘it will be happier’…” ~from “Robin Hood and Maid Marion”
by Alfred, Lord Tennyson (b. 6 August 1809 – d. 6 October 1892)

“How beautifully leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days.”
~ John Burroughs (b. April 3, 1837 – d. March 29, 1921)

“A gush of bird-song, a patter of dew,
A cloud, and a rainbow’s warning,
Suddenly sunshine and perfect blue—An April day in the morning.”
~ Harriet Prescott Spofford, (b. April 3, 1835 – d. August 14, 1921)

“There are two ways of spreading light;
to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.”
~Edith Wharton (b. January 24, 1862 – d. August 11, 1937)

“The rooms were very still while the pages were softly turned and the winter sunshine crept in to touch the bright heads and serious faces with a Christmas greeting.”
~ Louisa May Alcott (b. November 29, 1832 – d. March 6, 1888), Little Women

“Autumn leaves don’t fall, they fly.
They take their time and wander on this their only chance to soar.”
~ Delia Owens, Where the Crawdads Sing

I am so honoured to have my story, “Cosmo and Pierogi,” included in Prism Review Issue #25.
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