One Moment
05/22/2012
Inside the discolored sink of her hands, a woman leans over a single spark. Hers alone to nurse this foul splinter. To smother with rocks or feed with her breath?
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Lenore Weiss
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The Land of Silence
05/21/2012
This is a story about Randy and June, who lived in the Land of Silence. Every day they walked five miles outside the city to pick walnuts from the walnut
Why the Telephone Pole is not a Shrimp
05/21/2012
There was a telephone pole two inches tall. One night in New York City on January 3, 1948 at three o’clock in the morning, the pole said, “I wish I
Color Blind
05/21/2012
On a planet long ago, there was only one color. And that color was white. People had white buildings, white suits, food, and many more things. Even the planet was
The Story of the Hydrant
05/21/2012
Before there were cities, the hydrant lived beneath the ocean. That’s where she got all her water. When the fish were thirsty, they swam up to the hydrant’s nozzle and
Shenoa
05/21/2012
The stone cannot understand the unkindness of water never stopping, never pausing to say something as inoffensive as “hello.” The water keeps moving toward a band of rocks just below
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Thursday, Feb 19, 2026
Collaborative Zoom Reading: Maw Shein Win, Lenore Weiss, Alex Mattraw & Tiff Dressen
7-8pm
Thursday, March 26, 2026Clio’s Books, 353 Grand Avenue, 7pm to 9pm Influence, Reinvention & Work that EnduresLenore Weiss, Lee Rossi & Paul Corman-Roberts
Friday, April 17, 2026
National Poetry MonthSF Writers Grotto, 5-7 pm1663 Mission Street, #602
San Francisco, CA