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Poets & Events

Poetry Workshop – Michael Poage

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld

Poet’s Connection – Poetry Workshop with Michael Poage

Saturday, May 22, 2021, 10:00 AM

Online event
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5 Poetry Lovers Attending

Virtual Poetry Workshop with Michael Poage We will be having an activity poetry workshop on May 22 at 10 a.m. ET – Bring your paper and pen so you can write and share what you create in the workshop. Expect to be enlightened, inspired, and engaged. Michael Poage was born in Virginia and has lived and worked in New England, California, Montana, Kans…

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poetry, Poets & Events, writing

Coffee Table Talk – Poetry Groups

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld

In Conversation with Mimi Nichter | The Memoir Hostage – Prolific Pulse Press Podcast

What was it like to survive one of the earliest acts of international aviation terrorism?On September 6, 1970, twenty-year-old Mimi Nichter was aboard Trans World Airlines Flight 741 when it was hijacked and diverted to the Jordanian desert. Passengers were held for six days in extreme conditions, and Mimi—falsely accused of being an Israeli soldier—was among those taken hostage as war broke out around them.In this powerful interview, Mimi discusses her memoir, Hostage: A Memoir of Terrorism, Trauma, and Resilience, sharing what it was like to endure captivity, confront trauma, and ultimately find resilience.Mimi Nichter is a cultural and medical anthropologist, public speaker, and professor emerita at the University of Arizona. She is the recipient of the Margaret Mead Award and the George Foster Practicing Medical Anthropology Award, and her essays have appeared in HuffPost, Newsweek, and Brevity.🔔 Subscribe for more author interviews and powerful conversations.💬 Share your thoughts or questions in the comments below.https://www.nebraskapress.unl.edu/potomac-books/9781640126978/hostage/
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poetry, Poets & Events, writing

Poet & Publisher Talk with Lisa Dailey

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld

In Conversation with Mimi Nichter | The Memoir Hostage – Prolific Pulse Press Podcast

What was it like to survive one of the earliest acts of international aviation terrorism?On September 6, 1970, twenty-year-old Mimi Nichter was aboard Trans World Airlines Flight 741 when it was hijacked and diverted to the Jordanian desert. Passengers were held for six days in extreme conditions, and Mimi—falsely accused of being an Israeli soldier—was among those taken hostage as war broke out around them.In this powerful interview, Mimi discusses her memoir, Hostage: A Memoir of Terrorism, Trauma, and Resilience, sharing what it was like to endure captivity, confront trauma, and ultimately find resilience.Mimi Nichter is a cultural and medical anthropologist, public speaker, and professor emerita at the University of Arizona. She is the recipient of the Margaret Mead Award and the George Foster Practicing Medical Anthropology Award, and her essays have appeared in HuffPost, Newsweek, and Brevity.🔔 Subscribe for more author interviews and powerful conversations.💬 Share your thoughts or questions in the comments below.https://www.nebraskapress.unl.edu/potomac-books/9781640126978/hostage/
  1. In Conversation with Mimi Nichter | The Memoir Hostage
  2. Chyrel J Jackson Recites "Americana Was My Grandmother's Glory" included in "Unsung Canaan Ballads"
  3. Rebecca Herz Book Launch for Locus of Control
  4. Poet Talk with Michael Poage
  5. Poet Talk with Rebecca N Herz
Short Fiction, short story, six sentence story, writing

Welcome Home

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
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Welcome Home

Shandy completed the last leg of her drive to Burlington, Iowa with a spark of enthusiasm edged with nerves gnawing at her gut, worried she would be imposing on her aunt, although she was reassured many times that it was okay with her aunt, she was still nervous, so she put it to the universe to make it all right.

Pulling into Aunt Cherri’s alley to her house on South Central Avenue, the familiar charms of her aunt welcome her before even seeing her aunt. The garden was bursting with flowers, tulips were popping in colors of red and yellow. Marigolds edged the walkway to the back porch, where Candy, the prized German Shepherd waited, part guarding her domain, part welcoming old friends, and Shandy met the latter qualifications, which she knew when Candy licked her hand while she gently petted Candy under her chin.

Looking up, Shandy saw her sweet Aunt Cherri and they met with an embrace which said Welcome Home and Shandy smiled, with tears rolling into the crevices of her grin, and as she looked at her aunt, she realized they were two blubbering ladies, happy to see each other, and any doubts Shandy had were dissolved in those tears, hearts wrapping around each other as souls met as never forgotten friends.

“Let me show you your room and the workings of things around here,” Aunt Cherri, always one for organization, wanted to be certain that Shandy felt immediately at home, “I made a place for your clothes and your gear and other stuff, and I want you to know, right here and now, that this is your home, too, no ifs ands or buts about it, end of conversation.”

“Aunt Cherri, have I told you lately how much I love and appreciate you,” Shandy stated, “You are the ray of sunshine I’ve needed in this life and you always have warmed my heart.”

“Aww, Shandy, dear, you are the light in my life, I am just an old woman with too much space and it gets lonely at times, so it will be good to have you here, you know, someone to talk to and care for, not too much, though, I don’t want to crowd you, but I have been looking forward to this,” and with that, Shandy knew she was welcomed home.

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This is my installment of the Six Sentence Story for this week. The prompt word was GEAR. Would you like to see more of the stores such talented folks have submitted? Go to this LINK provided by Denise, our dedicated host. Thanks to Denise for keeping us going.

six sentence story, writing

X Marks the Spot

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
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Shandy sat at the dining table in Clarabelle’s home, and took a long, silent pause before opening up to her friend about why she moved from the nice, warm south to the cold Midwest winters in Iowa. “It’s like this, Clair, I came here to start over for a reason, and since Aunt Cherri had a place for me to bunk for a bit, I decided to give it a try, you see, I came here because I was escaping something.”

“Dear, you don’t have to explain yourself to me, I understand we all make changes for our own reasons, and, well, it’s really nobody else’s business.”

Looking Clarabelle straight in her sweet, soft eyes, Shandy’s brows squeezed with intent, and she spoke to these intentions, “I know I don’t have to tell you my story, but it is a story I want to tell, after all, I find the stories you have shared about Herbie really touch my heart, and, well, I want you to know about my true love, and who doesn’t like a good romance?”

Clarabelle nodded her head in agreement and smiled at Shandy, “well, when you put it that way, I am all ears, please do tell me your story.”

“It all began when I was just fresh out of high school, my friend since grade school, Mason, and I discovered we were falling in love, especially when I learned he would have to go to Vietnam, and, well, I realized right then that I could not bear losing him and I could not bear not loving him for all his worth, and, well, we go married shortly after realizing our mutual feelings and knowing he must go away, we wanted to stay together with a commitment of marriage, so we got married at the courthouse, and it was not long before he had to go away; when we got married there was the marriage certificate to sign by the “X” and Mark looked me in the eyes and said, X marks the spot but you have put a big red X on my heart ever since we met as children, and now you have staked your claim, for that I am forever grateful, and, well, I will never forget that, Clair, and I knew he was even more that one for me.”

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This is my story to contribute to Denise’s Six Sentence Story Challenge. This weeks word is “Mark” You can go HERE to join us or to see what other stories are waiting for your reading.