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OtherWorld’s Bookstore Display

A new bookstore has opened on Third Avenue in Sturgeon Bay! We used to have two bookstores, but they have closed. Now Margaret Magle has opened a new bookstore on Third Avenue downtown. She is, right now, featuring books by Ethel Mortenson and Thomas Davis. We are hoping both tourists and local folks visit the store at 41 N. Third Avenue since we are hoping Margaret succeeds in her new endeavor.

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Ethel’s Poem on Poetry Breakfast This Morning

Ethel’s poem, “Cold”, has been published by Poetry Breakfast this morning.  Poetry Breakfast emails one poem a day to subscribers.  It publishes some of the finest and most accomplished poets being published today.  You can see Ethel’s poem at:  https://poetrybreakfast.com/category/all-poems, the site’s web page.  I hope you’ll find time to go to Poetry Breakfast this morning.

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Respite

poem by Ethel Mortenson Davis

We walked Michigan’s shore
against gale winds,
blue-green water
churning up white foam
and throwing large rocks
at our feet

until a stand of cedars
offered warmth and stillness
from the wind.
Leaf-litter
lined the forest floor, softness,
respite from our difficult world.

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Power

by Ethel Mortenson Davis

The sailor
understands
the power of the wind,

adjusts his sails
to capture it.

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Goddess

by Ethel Mortenson Davis

The hem of her dress
brushes against the trees
and the open meadows,
open spaces that bank
against the forest,
appearing familiar,
as if they were
from some other lifetime:

Brushing that brings
into focus
the sharpness
of the fox’s eyes
and the grass snake
that climbed
up into the cedar tree
to escape the flooded ground.

She is eye-level to us,
holding her head high,
looking into us
and we into her.

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Bennison Books Announces Publication of Indra’s Net

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Bennison Books, the publisher of my new book, The Weirding Storm, A Dragon Epic, has just released a new international anthology of poetry called Indra’s Net. Ethel is honored to have three poems in this important anthology. I was fortunate enough to have two poems accepted.

Carol Rumens, the Poetry Editor for The Guardian, one of the United Kingdom’s most important newspapers, wrote in the forward that:

The title of this anthology, Indra’s Net, was suggested by one of its poets, the late Cynthia Jobin. She explained: “Indra’s net is a metaphor for universal interconnectedness. It’s as old as ancient Sanskrit and as ‘today’ as speculative scientific cosmology. It’s what came to mind when thinking about nets and webs and interconnectedness … and jewels and poems.”

All proceeds from the anthology’s sale will be donated to the Book Bus, a “charity [that] aims to improve child literacy rates in Africa, Asia and South America by providing children with books and the inspiration to read them.”

I hope some of those who read this blog and Ethel’s and my Facebook postings will purchase what is a worthy project well worth everyone’s support.

To get more information on Indra’s Net to go to: https://bennisonbooks.com/2017/07/13/indras-net-all-profits-to-the-book-bus-charity.

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Chokecherries

by Ethel Mortenson Davis

Ripe chokecherries
on the branch
remind me
of the bitterness
of winter’s coming.

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Immigrant Bride

a pastel by Ethel Mortenson Davis

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Sketch

a pastel by Ethel Mortenson Davis

Sketch

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Gray-White Geese

by Ethel Mortenson Davis

Put your arms around me
to keep the desert winds
from blowing through me.

Now!
As the snow clouds have gathered
like gray-white geese
gathering on water.

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