Author: stephen t berg

  Love Note – After Walt Whitman I may appear to you as a “tattered coat upon a stick,”*my gate, like a comic, tripping over a rake,my luckless visage, a ...

  Like many today, I practice my faith privately,I go to the church of Shell Beach, Hart Lake, and Slack Point.I’m greeted by sister Maple, and cousin Douglas,a...

  Having never lost everything in a fire,I’d like to think I’d see it philosophically, take the distant view: things are replaceable; orthe transcendent view: e...

  After the drill of ducking under our desksand hiding under newspaper, I went outside and sprawled on the coarse sod at the edge of the schoolyard, searching t...