Ed. — From the Sunday, Aug. 23, print edition. BY VENI FIELDS NORFOLK — It seems not all that long ago that Luisa Igloria was
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Letter, Fumbling Around in the Dark Again “They can be like the sun, words. They can do for the heart what light can
SUSHI ROBOT PREPARES THE WAY According to the students at my university, among the features of the new cafeteria that opened in fall is
AVE No one ever sees these moving confessionals while easing into the stream of traffic, windows rolled up: body enveloped in metal, safety-strapped into
BY LUISA A. IGLORIA WINTER COATS When I sit in the armchair beneath the lamp’s small shade, sometimes I feel how it
THE INDEPENDENT NEWS Ed. — The Independent News sponsored a poetry contest at Creeds Elementary School to coincide with National Poetry Month, and
My mother, This way Reaches a hand across the bed we share to tap my thigh good night. It is a calling to
BY KAROLYN NATALIE KENNEDY Each year when it’s May That’s what I say. It’s a good deal to ride the ferris wheel. And I like
BY RITA H. JONES Who in the world PICKED the cotton pickin COTTON I rode by the road today Amazed
BETWEEN TWO CITIES After “The Mending Wall” by Robert Frost When I think about my city and yours I might first think