In the world I have known, poetry is appreciated, disparaged, or ignored—not necessarily in that particular order. I’d like to weigh…
Norman KolenbranderNovember 13, 2024
City workmen were generously trimming the palm trees that lined our path, presenting a dense green carpet of fans and…
Norman KolenbranderMarch 27, 2023
I was standing hip deep in wild flowers on a kind of holy ground, amidst the ruins of ancient Armenian…
Norman KolenbranderMarch 6, 2023
By Norman Kolenbrander On a leafy Sunday morning, the girls adorned in lacy white dresses, the boys in immaculate suits…
Norman KolenbranderJanuary 9, 2018
by Norman Kolenbrander As we drove out of the city of Krakow, Poland, strips of ripening barley, oats, and rye…
Norman KolenbranderJuly 5, 2017
