“May all your troubles last as long as your New Year’s resolutions.” ~ Joey Adams Continue Reading →

Lady Panthers out to prove themselves

By KEN MORSE The Pomperaug girls basketball team has racked up a lot of success over the past five years, but they’re still missing that piece of hardware for the trophy case. ... Continue Reading →

Pomperaug boys ready to challenge in SWC

By KEN MORSE The Pomperaug boys’ basketball team, under seventh-year head coach Dave Yachtis, comes into the season with high hopes of challenging in the South West Conference ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – Dec. 31, 2015

Work Sally Bliumis-Dunn I could tell they were father and son, the air between them, slack as though they hardly noticed one another. The father sanded the gunwales, the boy coiled ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – Dec. 30, 2015

Alternate Self-Portrait Dean Rader One day I will drift into darkness and know it perhaps the way a son recognizes a mother after he has returned from many years of travel understanding the ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – Dec. 29, 2015

Gentle Collisions Tara Betts extract longing. fold its edges in gold paper to rest on a scale. the catapult of one plate plummets the other swings bobs and waits for a leaf of one’s want ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – Dec. 28, 2015

Like a Curtain Jan Freeman When she stretched her arms the mist lifted and the red buds opened on the maple trees. She, in the garden in pajamas, danced with her friend Isabel, as the ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – Dec. 27, 2015

Winter Leafage Edith Matilda Thomas Each year I mark one lone outstanding tree, Clad in its robings of the summer past, Dry, wan, and shivering in the wintry blast. It will not pay ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – Dec. 26, 2015

The Desplaines Forest Edgar Lee Masters The sun has sunk below the level plain, And yet above the forest’s leafy gloom The glory of the evening lightens still. Smooth as a mirror ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – Dec. 25, 2015

Holidays Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The holiest of all holidays are those Kept by ourselves in silence and apart; The secret anniversaries of the heart, When the full river of feeling ... Continue Reading →