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RUMINATE Magazine is accepting entries up to 5,500 words for the William Van Dyke Short Story Prize through the extended deadline of midnight on October 27.  A prize of $1,500 will be awarded to the winner, and both the winning and first runner-up stories will be published in the Spring 2015 issue in March.  The entry fee is $20 and includes a copy of the March issue.  There is no limit on the number of entries per person.  All entrants will be notified about their submission status in early January.

Past winners from RUMINATE Magazine writing contests have been recognized by Poets & Writers magazine and have received notable mention awards in The Best American Short Stories and Best American Essays anthologies.

RUMINATE is a quarterly Christian literary and arts journal of short stories, poetry, creative nonfiction, and visual art that “speaks to the existence of our daily lives while nudging us toward a greater hope.”  For more information or to submit, visit the website at http://www.ruminatemagazine.com/submit/contests/fiction.

 

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Fall Equinox

I know it’s midnight when the little owls

Commence their muted woodwinds in the pines;

It is September. Pegasus inclines

His great square high where late the heavenly fowls,

The Swan and Eagle, flew the galactine.

I know it’s midnight of the equinox

And dark and light are even – and the flocks

Will feel the sun stand southward on the Line.

The owls’ soft conversation soon is done,

And I am listening to the heavy dark;

In me the slow withdrawal of the sun

Crossing athwart the night has left its mark

That no September’s end shall need henceforth –

I turn with the equator to the north.

 

                               ~ Orrick Johns

 

"Two Owls" by Thomas Moran, 1917

“Two Owls” by Thomas Moran, 1917

Summer begins to have the look

Peruser of enchanting Book

Reluctantly but sure perceives

A gain upon the backward leaves –

 

Autumn begins to be inferred

By millinery of the cloud

Or deeper color in the shawl

That wraps the everlasting hill.

 

The eye begins its avarice

A meditation chastens speech

Some Dyer of a distant tree

Resumes his gaudy industry.

 

Conclusion is the course of All

At most to be perennial

And then elude stability

Recalls to immortality.

 

~ Emily Dickinson, from Poems by Emily Dickinson, Volume 2

 

"Olvasó nő az erdőben" ("Reading Woman in the Forest") by Benczúr Gyula, 1875

“Olvasó nő az erdőben” (“Reading Woman in the Forest”) by Benczúr Gyula, 1875

End of Summer

An agitation of the air,

A perturbation of the light

Admonished me the unloved year

Would turn on its hinge that night.

 

I stood in the disenchanted field

Amid the stubble and the stones,

Amazed, while a small worm lisped to me

The song of my marrow-bones.

 

Blue poured into summer blue,

A hawk broke from his cloudless tower,

The roof of the silo blazed, and I knew

That part of my life was over.

 

Already the iron door of the north

Clangs open: birds, leaves, snows

Order their populations forth,

And a cruel wind blows.

 

~ Stanley Kunitz

 

"Summer at Shinnecock Hills" by William Merritt Chase, 1891

“Summer at Shinnecock Hills” by William Merritt Chase, 1891

When you are already here

you appear to be only

a name that tells of you

whether you are present or not

 

and for now it seems as though

you are still summer

still the high familiar

endless summer

yet with a glint

of bronze in the chill mornings

and the late yellow petals

of the mullein fluttering

on the stalks that lean

over their broken

shadows across the cracked ground

 

but they all know

that you have come

the seed heads of the sage

the whispering birds

with nowhere to hide you

to keep you for later

 

you

who fly with them

 

you who are neither

before nor after

you who arrive

with blue plums

that have fallen through the night

 

perfect in the dew

 

~ W. S. Merwin

 

Hungarian Mullein by Sten

Hungarian Mullein by Sten

tjefferson-parker_credit-Rebecca-Lawson_jpg-e1360622068380-150x150The Pen on Fire Writers Salon is pleased to present an evening with crime fiction writer and three-time Edgar Award winner T. Jefferson Parker on Tuesday, October 14, at 7:00 p.m.  This monthly speaker series, hosted by Barbara DeMarco-Barrett, features authors, literary agents, and others involved in the field of writing.  The events take place in the atmospheric Scape Gallery in Corona del Mar and entail readings, literary discussions, and book signings.

Parker’s first novel, Laguna Heat, made The New York Times best seller list in 1986 and was made into an HBO movie.  Parker has since written twenty novels dealing with crime and intrigue in Southern California, many of which appeared on the Los Angeles Times best seller list, including Where Serpents Lie, The Blue Hour, Red Light, and Silent Joe.  His new novel, Full Measure, will be released in October (St. Martin’s Press).

Advance tickets are required to guarantee a seat at this event.  To read more about Parker or the Pen on Fire Writers Salon and to purchase tickets, visit the website at http://www.barbarademarcobarrett.com/speakers-series.

 

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September

The breezes taste

Of apple peel.

The air is full

Of smells to feel –

Ripe fruit, old footballs,

Burning brush,

New books, erasers,

Chalk, and such.

The bee, his hive,

Well-honeyed hum,

And Mother cuts

Chrysanthemums.

Like plates washed clean

With suds, the days

Are polished with

A morning haze.

 

~ John Updike

 

"Chrysanthemums" by Daniel Ridgway Knight, circa 1898

“Chrysanthemums” by Daniel Ridgway Knight, circa 1898

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