
“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)

“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 complexity of things—the things within things—just seems to be endless.
I mean nothing is easy, nothing is simple.”
~ Alice Munro (b. July 10th 1931)

“We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.”
~ T.S. Eliot (b. 26 September 1888 – d. 4 January 1965)

“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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