Some day soon Wall Street giants will walk on their hands never sit or sleep. They will eat

He publishes poems by writers who find no publishers elsewhere. They suffer rejection and he gives them hope.

I understand what you mean when you say you’re alone and hope someone rings your bell day or night but that’s not the case with me.

Inseparable they are, landing one after another on the ground under the bird feeder two mourning doves

Every four years I vote and every four years for the last 40 years the same lady has signed me in

Autumn and the leaves, crisp in the swirling air, are pheasant wings once more Donal Mahoney

America has had presidents who will be remembered as much for what they said as for what they did. Americans will never forget

Jim Clowes had a red '53 Ford that looked terrible. The paint on the car was almost all gone, although there were still patches of paint mixed with patches of rust. The clunker was an u...

It’s Monday not Sunday and the frail lady in black is the only person in the pews. She walked in with

You’re standing on a window ledge on the 50th floor of your building… It’s Valentine’s Day in Manhatta… clouds cruising, sun everywhere, a nice breeze tossing your hair,

In a very crowded bar Fred decides he must tell this fellow something important so he whispers