by Glen Larum | Mar 16, 2016 | News Articles |
WALTZ AGAINST THE SKY ACKNOWLEDGMENTS No list of acknowledgments could possibly be complete, unless it also included all those people who have been kind enough to encourage me to keep writing stories. And that list would be lengthy. However, I do want to thank the...
by Glen Larum | Mar 1, 2016 | Leaving Montana, Poetry Pieces |
I grew up with a western tongue; the rhymes it makes are its own. It sings the timid rabbit’s gait, that endless mime of hide and wait; dips the wing of the shrieking owl, voices the badger’s angry growl, whispers sage and buffalo grass to screen from hunters as they...
by Glen Larum | Feb 25, 2016 | Fiction Pieces |
Author: Glen Larum feels most at home in places where you can see both where you’ve been and where you are going, the legacy of a childhood spent on the Montana prairie. He and his wife, Pat, have ceased wandering and are at home where the South Plains stretch down to...
by Glen Larum | Feb 24, 2016 | Leaving Montana |
This sprawling dance, all wings, lures the swift strike. And a fishhook moon cast against the blue baits the great night. Mayflies fishing, their careless dance tempts a harmony; the final, blinding flash of light riffles, a feeding of attractions the dance invites....
by Glen Larum | Feb 24, 2016 | Leaving Montana |
I awake in this exile, dreaming the owl’s question. I wear a close frost coat, share the mouse’s blanket of fur, warmth and feathers. I awake in this exile, see the unblinking eyes, hear the thunder of doves, tremble in the ardent chill of water, piercing fire, and...
