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Expressive Cityscape Watercolor Paintings by Viktoria Prischedko

German artist Viktoria Prischedko was born and raised in Moldova. The awarded and notable watercolor artist has featured many of her works in international galleries and her unique water coloring style is appreciated among art communities. The artist graduated from the Academy of Visual Arts in Kiev in Ukraine from architecture painting.

Photograph Of New York Street In Blizzard Resembles Impressionist Painting

Photographer Michael Palazzo has captured what appears to be the most incredible picture of the Jonas Snow Storm which is bringing life to a stop on the East Coast. The photographer took to the streets in the middle of the raging blizzard that has shut down schools, traffic and life in New York in the hopes of catching some incredible shots of the transformed metropolitan area. The stunning image below is of the Flatiron Building standing in a tornado of snow and ice, resembling a classical Christmas painting.

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Episode 1 of Lauren Mitchell’s podcast Cavern of Secrets 

This week in the PEN Poetry Series, PEN America features a poem by Juliana Spahr.

Turnt

Sometimes it feels like it is over and its not. Sometimes it feels like it has just begun and its over. It’s dark often at these times. Urban though, so a certain version of light too. It’s hard to predict if it will start on time or how late. I’m often a little late and it has started. Last night, I could tell from the copters overhead that I was late. As I walked up, the blocks around it were emptying out. Parents pulled their children home. The night herons settled into trees. That’s the outer ring. As I got closer, all that was left were the blinking lights of the motorcycles blocking the intersections and the men and few women in uniforms that mill about the corner, helmets in their hands. They talked among themselves. Ignored me mainly. One told me how to get around. I did not clarify that I was walking towards. You can hear it sometimes. It often has a soundtrack. Sometimes it has drums and brass. Sometimes just joy. When I am late I am trying to guess its path. Last night, several times I got close to it only to be turned back by a line of cops. They let the media through but turned me back. Then it turned the corner and there it was. At that moment, I melted my body into it and it embraced me. Rosy fingered dusk and all that. Come here, it sang, listen. And then I was borne along by the waves all night and the whirlpool, the fig tree, and I was the bat, hanging on patiently. Aarav came up and hugged me. Someone grabbed me from behind and I thought it is Artem but later realized it was Berat. So much mask. I grabbed Charlotte’s hand and held it for a while when things felt dicey. It felt dicey as they cornered us from two sides and we went down the tight side street, up the hill. Charlotte’s hand. It’s like that. Moving from isolation to the depths of friends.

At first we didn’t mask up. We were poets. Then slowly one by one we did. As we got turnt. As I got turnt I mean. Sometimes I still don’t mask up. It often feels hubristic. I keep a bandana in my pocket. It isn’t super effective. It falls down a lot. Last night, I tied it around my neck as we walked up the side street hill. I pulled it over my face as I walked past the line of cops. I noticed Emma there, throwing eggs. I ducked. Two balloons filled with paint flew by. Visors suddenly yellow.

Saturday’s Presse Day! We had an amazing turnout out this weekend. Thanks to all the volunteers - many familiar and new faces. 

SubmissionFriday:

Blue Piper, Too

The results are in, folks!

Winner

J. Scott Brownlee, On the Occasion of the Last Old Camp Meeting in Llano County

Finalists

Abigail Zimmer, child in a winter house brightening

C.J. Opperthauser, Cloud the Shape of Bedroom

Tasha Cotter, Girl in the Cave

Duncan Campbell, Joysong Demarcation

Hearty congratulations to J. Scott Brownlee, whose manuscript On the Occasion of the Last Old Camp Meeting in Llano County we’ll be publishing later this year!

The pool of entrants was stacked, and we’re thrilled to be publishing not only the winning manuscript, but also each of our finalists’ manuscripts.

this has been a pretty long time coming, with the project undergoing major changes and construction over the last 2 years or so, and i couldn't have dreamed of a better press to hand it over to. can’t wait to join the incredible tree light books family.

thanks to everyone at miami university, everyone in northside cincinnati, and all my friends for the help and support and feedback. gonna be rad, this thing.