Writers of the Mendocino Coast
Like Us On Facebook ->
  • Home
  • Events
  • Membership
  • Member Bios
  • About
  • Resources
  • Archives
    • Archive 2025 >
      • June 2025
      • May 2025
      • April 2025
      • March 2025
      • February 2025
      • Jan 2025
    • Website 2024 >
      • November 2024
      • September 2024
      • August 2024
      • June 2024
      • April 2024
      • March 24
      • January '24
    • Website 2023 >
      • February '23
      • January '23
      • March '23
      • April '23
      • May '23
      • June '23
      • July '23
      • August '23
      • September '23
      • October '23
      • November '23
      • December '23
    • Website 2022 >
      • January '22
      • February '22
      • March '22
      • April '22
      • May '22
      • June '22
      • July '22
      • August '22
      • September '22
      • October '22
      • November '22
      • December '22 >
        • Jay Frankston
    • Website 2021 >
      • January '21
      • February '21
      • March '21
      • April '21
      • May '21
      • July '21
      • August '21
      • September '21
      • October '21
      • November '21
      • December '21
    • Website 2020 >
      • January '20
      • February '20
      • March '20
      • April '20
      • May '20
      • June '20
      • July '20
      • August '20
      • September '20
      • October '20
      • November '20
    • Website 2019 >
      • January '19
      • February '19
      • March '19
      • April '19
      • May '19
      • June '19
      • July '19
      • August '19
      • September '19
      • October '19
      • November '19
      • December '19
    • Website 2018 >
      • January '18
      • February '18
      • March '18
      • April '18
      • May '18
      • June '18
      • July '18
      • August '18
      • September '18
      • October '18
      • November '18
      • December '18
    • Website 2017 >
      • January '17
      • February '17
      • March '17
      • April '17
      • May '17
      • June '17
      • July '17
      • August '17
      • September '17
      • October '17
      • November '17
      • December '17
    • Website 2016 >
      • January '16
      • February '16
      • March '16
      • April '16
      • May '16
      • June '16
      • July '16
      • August '16
      • September '16
      • October '16
      • November '16
      • December '16
    • Website 2015 >
      • January '15
      • February '15
      • March '15
      • April '15
      • May '15
      • June '15
      • July '15
      • August '15
      • October '15
      • November '15
      • December '15
    • Website 2014 >
      • January '14
      • February '14
      • March '14
      • April '14
      • May '14
      • June '14
      • July '14
      • Aug '14
      • Sept '14
      • Oct '14
      • Nov '14
      • Dec '14
    • Website 2013 >
      • January '13
      • February '13
      • March '13
      • April '13
      • May '13
      • June '13
      • July '13
      • August '13
      • September '13
      • October '13
      • November '13
      • December '13
    • Website 2012 >
      • June '12
      • July '12
      • August '12
      • September '12
      • October '12
      • November '12
      • December '12
    • Charter Minutes 09 07
  • Contact
  • New Page
  • 2025 Anthology Submission Info
Authors
Responding
 to Artists

Alena
Guest 

Don
Kirkpatrick

Emily
Inwood

Fauna
Perkins

Jewels
Marcus

Karen
Lewis

Marylyn
Motherbear
Scott

Maureen
Eppstein


Authors Writing 
for Artists

Alena
Deerwater

Chet
Boddy

Fran
Schwartz

Henri
Bensussen

Jan
Edwards

Janet
Ashford

Katherine
Heimann
Brown

Orah
Young
Picture

Marylyn Motherbear Scott
"Silent Testimony" 

 
Our life. This is it,
a moment in time,
outside eternity.
Distant observers,
we measure our days.

Solid earth perches,
a high edge of ground.
Stones, too, rise.
The bones of ancestors
soundlessly speak.

In or out? Up or down?
At the edge,
a dark line, the mark.
Breath, one side.
Death, the other.

Full leaved trees rise.
Naked and bare, they fall.
Saltwater sloshes in and out
between wedges of earth,
sand and shore.

Wisps of fog
come and go,
weaving wet threads,
cling to branches,
veiling vision.

Framed, ... contained,
nature invites us
into the picture, … a pathway,
without beginning nor end,
strewn with signs of autumn.

Fallen leaves dot landscape,
cover the road in rust.
The Way, a mystery.
Rocks sit solid and certain,
sentinels on the path.

Pale sun shining,
a still sea stands
behind branch and leaf,
latticed limbs of greenery.
Seasons meld eternally .

Born in Spring,
Blossom in Summer,
Fruit in Fall,
Bedded in Winter.
A silent testimony.

The path we take,
ours alone.

Claire Fortier
"Path Near Benbow Inn"




Picture
click to enlarge
Live Chat Support ×

Connecting

You: ::content::
::agent_name:: ::content::
::content::
::content::