Daddy's Hand

by Dan Yates

Poem


Years Gone

by Penny Deere

Poem


Light the Way

by Michelle Pond

Photograph


Memories of a Battlefield Nurse

by Louise Eisenbrandt

Poem


Going South

by William Greenhut

Prose


Viet Lament

by Paul Nyerick

Prose


A TRIBUTE TO JOSEPHINE BAKER

By Darrell Brown, Army

Writing Type: Poem

Whenever I peer upon pale moonlight
See a comet’s tail streak across the night,
A precious nova, far bright, one starry dusk,
I see Josephine.
Whenever I journey by car to the Atlantic coast
Take a star trek near a Pacific coast.
I see Josephine.
In Paris fighting the good fight,
For causes right,
Before any feminist plan for black plight,
I see Josephine.
Charming her audience as a great star does,
From Ziegfield Follies to the Cotton Club.
This is Josephine.
Just to take pen in hand, but not just now,
To study stage and theatre and see just how,
There is Josephine.
Making her debut in a banana-costumed dance,
But endangering her life for the free men of France.
I see Josephine.
A French contessa in a castle so high,
With lots of children and faith to live by,
There is Josephine.
Who, herself from St. Louis, during a time
When prominent blacks were a mere frame of mind,
There is Josephine.
Escaping the stigma of being black and so young,
All the way to the stage and here she comes,
It is Josephine.
So when you’ve finished studying hall-of-fame makers,
Prominents, riches, and most important takers,
Ladies and gentlemen,
I give you Ms. Josephine Baker.

Notes: Helen Boling

Dog Days - A Blast from the Past

by Penny Deere

Prose


Faces of the Homeless 3

by Ty Andrews

Drawing


Light the Way

by Michelle Pond

Photograph


Ella's Submarine

by David Ludlow

Prose


Drifting Wood

by William Snead

Poem


Why We Stand

by kimberly green

Poem