Let us renew our vows, bear.
Let us pass, bear.
Then a thousand years from now
cumulus clouds will billow open
like white chrysanthemums
extinct beauty sailing toward myth
Then today, I found a new fear
holding up the palace of grief
if they have already taken our outrage
what’s next but our wonder and awe
What has happened, Herr Kafka?
Today’s profile begins with a triggered memory about the first time I ever had a poem published. While I don’t remember the poem, I remember my third grade teacher–or was it fourth?–announcing my name to the class as… Read More
Growing up in Anchorage since the 70s, I’ve heard the name Laura Wright many times. More than that, I saw her handiwork everywhere in the beautiful parkas worn by Alaskans and visitors who were lucky enough to own… Read More
Lucille Hunter followed the lure of the gold to the Klondike in 1897-98, at the height of the Gold Rush. Hunter who was 19 and pregnant at the time, but that didn’t hold her back. She and her… Read More
It’s Pie Day! You know, 3-14. So today I’m celebrating one of the most famous pie makers in Alaska–Darla Fimpel of Eureka Lodge at Mile 128 on the Glenn Highway. I don’t know Fimpel personally, but we have… Read More
Years and years ago, as I was having my first inklings I wanted to be a writer, I interviewed Mabel Pike for a story I was working on. Though I’ve lost my notes from that day, and I… Read More
In 1811, Sophia Vlasoff, a young Alutiiq woman from Kodiak became the first female school teacher in Alaska. She taught reading and writing on Spruce Island, an island located nearby Kodiak Island, where Russian Orthodox monk Father Herman had… Read More