Come gather 'round, and lend an ear, A tale of change and dreams I'll steer. In Kentucky's land where stories unfold, Lived Squirrely McPherson, as the tale is told. In oaks, where nature’s tales often bloom, A tenant, Squirrely Mac, was heir presumed; From a grandfather's hand, the gift did fall – A Kentucky coffee…
WinCity Voices is thrilled to announce its call for talented storytellers and artists to participate in "The Voices of Winchester: A Night of Storytelling." Slated for Friday, October 6, 2023, at 7:30 PM at the Leeds Center for the Arts, this year's theme is 'Hope.' Embrace this opportunity to share your creativity with the community…
I was thinking about Winchester and its surrounding county. I was thinking about the places we live and how we get so caught up in the struggles of living that we forget to be aware of the beauty and mysteries around us and how our own lives can add to the beauty of that place.
After reading Harry Enoch's ‘genealogy’ of Winchester, I was contemplating all the people I knew while growing up and all those who came before – of the things they did, the seeds they planted that have bloomed into a city we call Winchester. I was moved by a bit of sadness that they are not…
During the two-week run of beautiful weather just after Easter, a violent stomach bug came calling and knocked me for a loop. Jeff was sick too, but with a spring cold -- somehow miraculously sidestepping the virus that brought me literally to my knees. It’s never a good time to be sick, but during that…
Around 10,100 poetry books are published, and over three million copies are sold every year in the USA, yet only 11.7% of US citizens read those books. The number of readers is rapidly increasing with internet and digital audio availability, but it still remains a small percentage of the population. I had a professor who…
If you’re a regular reader of The Winchester Sun — and I hope you are — you know how lucky we are to have accomplished and knowledgeable columnist Bill McCann keeping us up on the local and regional art scene. In a March 28 Sun article, Bill put out word that the newspaper is seeking…
Come lie here beside me brother, We shall share a rest well-earned And reminisce about the eons we have trod And of lessons gone unlearned. For we have passed this way before, my friend And lain together side by side. Seen the earth turn red as crimson Where our blood flowed when we died.…
A new poem from Bernard Fraley, "The Tissues of Creation." A short read, but worthy of long contemplation.