Contributions by Jeanine Stevens

Issue 11 | Summer 2012

Our Room With Open Door

By | Poetry

Through double doors, sunlight sprinkles on rush mats and high ceilings are restored to look old. Arches and roses stretch for acres, and poets sit by the far pond most of the afternoon writing or napping. Then, kir on the terrace, and a late dinner of foie gras, poisson grilles and tarte aux pomme. The …