Riding Into Charles Street Station by Marianne Szlyk, copyright 2017 The river wasn’t yet someone else’s necklace. I glimpsed it on my way to work, looking up from a book my boss had given me about someone else’s city,… Read More ›
poem by Marianne Szlyk
I dream of a green apple
by Marianne Szlyk copyright 2014 I dream of a green apple on a pink plate, of the sun’s dapple that green resists. It is winter. The sun’s steady gaze proves it is time for other climates’ grapefruits, blood oranges, time… Read More ›
We Live on Eaarth
poem by Marianne Szlyk, copyright 2012 We Live on Eaarth I walk home through air as hot and gritty as exhaust. This is not the side of the highway. Or the bus depot. On this street, neighbors grow roses, peaches,… Read More ›
The Real Antarctica
Poem by Marianne Szlyk, copyright 2012 The Real Antarctica In the real Antarctica, the tiny cruise ship sneaks between the stony gray beach and the icebergs. Below the water seems dark, lifeless. All the same Lynne Cox once swam here…. Read More ›
All About Rosie
Poem by Marianne Szlyk, copyright 2012 All About Rosie Whenever I imagine Rosie, she is always racing up and down the stairs of her building, out to Little Italy, mingling with the famous people who aren’t quite famous yet. The… Read More ›
Eos: The Creative Context 