Author Archives: Timothy P. Schilling

This, too

Posted on December 22, 2024 by Timothy P. Schilling

Amid the longing, the memory, the dread:

wet furrows, a horse, mist

Northbound train

Posted on December 22, 2024 by Timothy P. Schilling

0758

Posted on December 19, 2024 by Timothy P. Schilling

Winter walk

Posted on December 16, 2024 by Timothy P. Schilling

Purple prose

Posted on December 8, 2024 by Timothy P. Schilling

Opaque

Posted on December 7, 2024 by Timothy P. Schilling

“Write what you know,”

my teacher said they say.

But what did I?

I didn’t know what I knew.

Cafe

Posted on December 6, 2024 by Timothy P. Schilling

Sojourn

Posted on December 2, 2024 by Timothy P. Schilling

Rain soaks the trees

Posted on December 2, 2024 by Timothy P. Schilling

The trees don’t mind

God’s little gifts

Posted on November 28, 2024 by Timothy P. Schilling