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Six New Students!

I have six new writing students and they are working on some top rate pieces to publish soon.  Watch for a new batch of poems, short stories and creative essays from students grades 6-8.

Welcome Spring!

My paternal grandfather was a superb gardener. He developed hybrids of roses at his home in Whittier, California and for the Burbanks, after whom the city of Burbank was named. Here is one of his poems:

The Garden Gate Was Open

The garden gate was open
While busy with its care,
And someone must have entered
When I was unaware.

It may have been a stranger
Or someone come to call,
I hope they saw the tulips
Beneath the garden wall.

Maybe the guest will linger
And see the newest rose,
See all the delphiniums
And just before he goes

See the dancing daffodils
And hear the linnet sing-
But O that gate so wide
Was no one else by Spring.

Paul Judson Linsley

Three Crosses. Three Mothers

Three Mothers Beneath Three Crosses

On Calvary's hill were three mothers who knelt
Where the fearsome great crosses stood,
And three in their hour of agony felt
They were one in their motherhood.

Two wept for the deeds their first-born had done
And the felon's doomed pathway long trod;
One was calm in a questionless faith in her Son...
For She was the Mother of God!

Forlorn and embittered in awe-stricken grief
One heard her son scoff and deride;
One rejoiced to hear Paradise promised a thief
Who found grace with his God crucified.

Sore ashamed, one fled the grim crosses; but there
Knelt the mother of Dismas to call,
First of all earth's children, in confident prayer
On Mother of ALL!

Mary Adrienne Ervin, Cyril Robert
Mary Immaculate: God's Mother and Mine.
Poughkeepsie, New York: Marist Press, 1946.

Interview with Nobel Prize Winner Orhan Pamuk

Orhan Pamuk, winner of the 2006 Nobel Prize for Literature, is a writer with a formidable international reputation. Deeply rooted in a liberal tradition that values tolerance, freedom, and a respect for the other, this Turkish writer passionately embraces his identity while echoing universal human values. A reluctant interpreter of East-West relations, he prefers to see himself as a bridge between the two worlds. A novelist whose aesthetic sensibility is rooted in his beloved Istanbul but draws from the tradition of great Western novelists, he delights in history, memory, and the exploration of the human condition. An outspoken critic of those who try to abridge free speech, he faced imprisonment in 2005 in his own country on this account. His eight novels, which include several international best sellers such as My Name is Red, Snow, and now The Museum of Innocence, are a testament to his profound ingenuity as a writer as well as to his humanity. Nirmala Lakshman recently interviewe…