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The first two of these haiku inspired by my time at Mills College were published in the Winter edition of the Mills Quarterly.

Eucalyptus Press—

setting type on late spring nights,

minding “p”s and “q”s.

time passing calmly

sitting at its feet, steady

old campanile

Orchard library—

grilling sausages late nights

on a smoky fire

January term—

reading Shakespeare comedies

on a Meadow porch

rainy winter night,

cleaning crab from Chinatown

in a dorm room sink

an early French class—

crossing chill Lucie Stern bridge

ahead of the sun

—Christie

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Remembered from less wintery days . . .






image:  Christie B. Cochrell, Table in the Garden

Mind Games

“Mind your Ps and Qs,” Aunt Verna often lectured Virginia.

Virginia reasonably assumed that meant green peas, pool cues.

By nature suggestible, she studied horticulture, cultivated peas.

Without a green thumb, her efforts failed.

She then espoused a pool shark.

Who ran off to Missoula.

Vera snorted upon learning.

“Ps, idiot—Qs!”

Virginia did.

Mind.

—Christie

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Please visit Literal Latté, to read and comment on my two short-short stories (Swallows and Moss) which have won their 2011 award.

I'm pleased to be championing a new genre, which I think I'd like to christen the amuse-bouche of fiction.  Enough darkness, already!  Time to lift the gloom and doom.

—Christie

 

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Writing on Windows 

Eggs

You can’t make an omelette without breaking eggs, Maman decreed.  But fastidious Marie couldn’t abide egg slime, egg goo.  She despaired of finding love in omelette-loving Saint-Yrieix-la-Perche. 

She moved to England; hard-boiled her eggs.

But it was cold there, unfriendly.  She pined; moved home again. 

Made pilgrimage to Lourdes. 

And met Benoit.

Another outcast.

Vegan.




—Christie

Writing Spaces

image:  Nabokov's butterflies