Their carven words all testify Of then and now and future time That these were…
James Everett KiblerJuly 23, 2021
I hope Grandfather fed them wellFrom out his meager store of cornOr fodder pulled by…
James Everett KiblerFebruary 15, 2021
The following address was delivered as part of a symposium at the 150th anniversary of…
James Everett KiblerNovember 19, 2020
The poem was written shortly after Mr. Lytle's death in 1995. I intended it to…
James Everett KiblerJuly 3, 2019
From the front porch, Jakob Emig could look across fields where his winter wheat greened…
James Everett KiblerNovember 19, 2018
When Georgia Scenes came from an Augusta, Georgia press in 1835, the literary world realized…
James Everett KiblerFebruary 7, 2018
A Review of My Silk Purse and Yours: The Publishing Scene and American Literary Art…
James Everett KiblerFebruary 28, 2017
Geologists say Earth’s clay is dust of star. That I believe But not from science…
James Everett KiblerDecember 4, 2014
Bullace and scuppernong Wild flavours and perfumes Important among harvests. Wild strawberry and low-bush huckleberry.…
James Everett KiblerJune 30, 2014
In swirl of broken lives in flood She stands solitary island In midwinter war eddy…
James Everett KiblerMay 5, 2014
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