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In a world where silence is seldom heard, the sounds move us to react and to reflect. LISTEN is an online journal sharing the stories heard in nature, on a busy city street, stories told on a park bench, songbirds in the trees, and perhaps a beating heart ready to scream or break. Your submissions are always welcome.
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Cardinal Love
Published March 31, 2025
Crimson calls at dusk,
A duet of longing notes,
Echo through the woods.
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Published March 31, 2025
Crimson calls at dusk,
A duet of longing notes,
Echo through the woods.
READ MORE
The Humming Dissent
Published March 31, 2025
Mayor Frank Hargrove wasn’t polished, but he was persistent. His speeches were riddled with grammatical errors, his suits hung awkwardly on his frame, and his handshake was more of a limp squeeze. Yet somehow, he had clawed his way to power in the small town of Millbridge, riding a wave of populist promises and fiery rhetoric. READ MORE
Published March 31, 2025
Mayor Frank Hargrove wasn’t polished, but he was persistent. His speeches were riddled with grammatical errors, his suits hung awkwardly on his frame, and his handshake was more of a limp squeeze. Yet somehow, he had clawed his way to power in the small town of Millbridge, riding a wave of populist promises and fiery rhetoric. READ MORE
Nighttime Sounds in the Forest
Published: March 20, 2025
The campfire crackled, sending sparks spiraling into the darkening sky. The smell of burning pine mingled with the faint sweetness of marshmallows roasting on sticks held by eager, sticky-fingered hands. "Don't let it catch fire again!" READ MORE
Published: March 20, 2025
The campfire crackled, sending sparks spiraling into the darkening sky. The smell of burning pine mingled with the faint sweetness of marshmallows roasting on sticks held by eager, sticky-fingered hands. "Don't let it catch fire again!" READ MORE
Canoeing Through the Everglades
Published: March 19, 2025
The Everglades hummed with a symphony of life. At first light, the marsh began to stir. A solitary heron, cloaked in pale gray, let loose a resonant "kraank" that echoed through the haze. Its cry was an announcement, a ripple in the tapestry of morning, woven with the buzz of insects waking in their hidden enclaves. READ MORE
Published: March 19, 2025
The Everglades hummed with a symphony of life. At first light, the marsh began to stir. A solitary heron, cloaked in pale gray, let loose a resonant "kraank" that echoed through the haze. Its cry was an announcement, a ripple in the tapestry of morning, woven with the buzz of insects waking in their hidden enclaves. READ MORE
Soundtrack of An Immigation Camp
Published: March 18, 2025
The night at the camp was a patchwork of sounds, stitched together by the lives of those waiting, hoping. The wind carried whispers of the desert, brushing against the makeshift tents and tarps, their flapping a soft percussion in the stillness. Somewhere, a child cried—a sharp, piercing note that cut through the air before fading into the murmured reassurances of a mother’s voice. READ MORE
Published: March 18, 2025
The night at the camp was a patchwork of sounds, stitched together by the lives of those waiting, hoping. The wind carried whispers of the desert, brushing against the makeshift tents and tarps, their flapping a soft percussion in the stillness. Somewhere, a child cried—a sharp, piercing note that cut through the air before fading into the murmured reassurances of a mother’s voice. READ MORE
Listen“Long before I wrote stories, I listened for stories. Listening for them is something more acute than listening to them. I suppose it’s an early form of participation in what goes on. Listening children know stories are there. When their elders sit and begin, children are just waiting and hoping for one to come out, like a mouse from its hole.” |
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