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An Afternoon in Kyiv

Gerry Stefanson·May 21, 2022

An Afternoon in Kyiv written & performed by: Gerry Stefanson so long ago yet so yesterday so...

Poetry English

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A Night in Kyiv

Gerry Stefanson·April 23, 2022

A Night in Kyiv written & performed by: Gerry Stefanson Still, it is so cold, pushed into...

Poetry English

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A Morning in Kyiv

Gerry Stefanson·March 31, 2022

A Morning in Kyiv written & performed by: Gerry Stefanson this morning was still, ethereal quiet this...

Poetry English

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An Evening in Kyiv

Gerry Stefanson·March 12, 2022

An Evening in Kyiv written & performed by: Gerry Stefanson last night, I viewed an old woman...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Ash Douglas lives in Newfoundland and Labrador, Canada. He works eight hours a day in a law firm in corporate finance, and the rest of those hours of his days he works on his writing. Starting a blog, Earth to Ash, almost eight years ago, he has and continues to explore all genres of writing with a special love for poetry. The stories and poems that he writes are deeply rooted in his youth, his family, and his experiences in life to date. A year ago he began a Podcast reciting poetry and celebrating all things written word. His journey in writing has garnered him many publications of poems and short stories and is delighted and grateful to be a part of a poetry anthology set for publication in May 2024. He doesn’t claim to be a great writer, but he is enjoying the journey of becoming one.

The Grand Adventure by Jim Bartlett

Walter gently slides the still steaming pancakes onto the serving plate, then sets it dead center on the “big ol’ wooden table,” a name gifted to it by Natty, his great-granddaughter. It’s exactly at that moment the sound of the front screen door slapping closed rings through the kitchen.
A smile breaks across his face – that’s his cue – and he steps over to the refrigerator, grabbing the stainless-steel pitcher of home-squeezed orange juice. He clunks ice into a Mason jar mug until it’s half full, and then tops it off with the juice.
Just the way she likes it....

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In Kyiv

An Afternoon in Kyiv

A Night in Kyiv

A Morning in Kyiv

An Evening in Kyiv

The Road Less Travelled

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Last Sailing

In Memory of Harold Bloom

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Grief’s Burden

The Golden Cave Secret

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Mercy Heals All Wounds

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