By Nancy Haskett Modesto Branch, California   The Immigrant in 1900 knows steerage and squalor, suspenders, shirts of heavy ticking; labors in a Lower East Side sweatshop filled with whirring ... Read more

By Barbara J. Dunham Pensacola Branch   On the nightstand to record stray thoughts, Kitchen table, things I bought, Pocket of robe, soon to be washed, Near the trash can, ... Read more

  By Megha Sood, member-at-large   Thoughts of you are stitching an afternoon for me. Longing for you has shred it into pieces. Silence has morphed and shaped itself around ... Read more

By Virginia Nygard                      Vero Beach Branch   Across the barren snow-steeped ridge skeleton trees appear dry and bare yet seem to wake as I near the bridge and my heart ... Read more

By Nancy Haskett Modesto Branch   At Brú na Bóinne, Neolithic people walked on ancient roads through sacred Irish land toward prehistoric passage graves and ceremonial temples like Newgrange, where ... Read more

By Diane McDonough Cape Cod Branch   I sit under red maple where leaves appear gold. And the sky, gray, menacing   over all — even the holly and tiny ... Read more

By Audrey McHugh Long Island Branch   Gather the children before the breaking dawn transfigures the sweetness of their youth and the lost laboring world, unsatisfied, brings their beauty to ... Read more

By Louise Kantro Modesto Branch   Do you mind pulling over here? Sally asks. In a flash, the camera appears in her hand. I love this old house. And the ... Read more