Monthly Archives: August 2013

Celebrants

Posted on August 7, 2013 by Andrew Shattuck McBride

“Celebrants” is under consideration at one of my favorite literary journals! When it is published, I hope to re-post the poem here. ~ Andrew Shattuck McBride On a postcard titled “Bellingham, Washington.” Views of Whatcom Falls, Nooksack Falls, Mount Baker…. … Continue reading →

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Ruins

Posted on August 7, 2013 by Andrew Shattuck McBride

“Ruins” is one of my favorite recent poems. “Ruins’ is under consideration at one of my favorite literary journals! When it is published, I hope to re-post the poem here. ~ Andrew Shattuck McBride On a postcard titled “Washington.” Scene … Continue reading →

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Imagining Your Home (Housewarming)

Posted on August 7, 2013 by Andrew Shattuck McBride

“Love, love, love, that is the soul of genius.” ~ Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart Your new house is not a house; it is your home, a home with hearth radiating heart & warmth. Home is an incantation, an invocation of intent, … Continue reading →

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Examining Room

Posted on August 4, 2013 by Andrew Shattuck McBride

“Examining Room” is under consideration at one of my favorite literary journals! When it is published, I hope to re-post the poem here. ~ Andrew Shattuck McBride On a postcard titled “North Cascades National Park, Washington. Mount Shuksan & Picture … Continue reading →

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Notes on Barber’s Adagio for Strings

Posted on August 4, 2013 by Andrew Shattuck McBride

I could be downtown in Caffe Adagio or on the southside in my apartment, hear Samuel Barber’s Adagio for Strings & be transfixed, rooted to the spot, unable to move. The music applies bow to my heartstrings, & I am … Continue reading →

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