Row, Fishermen, Row. https://youtu.be/PDr0-Gv9jZc
“To the enslaved, these songs were everything.”
Poet Mary Oliver’s new book of poems, ‘A Thousand Mornings.’ Written by Ray Waddle For The Tennessean When poet Mary Oliver comes out with a new book, I stop and take a look, not only because her poems are often…
“Until we allow some of Nature’s stillness to reclaim us, we will remain victims to the instant, and never enter the heritage of our ancient belonging.” – John O’Donohue
Robert Frost, Gertrude Stein and Carson McCullers hung out here. The houses at 36 and 38 Chalmers Street were built for Jane Wightman, a free black woman. The cobblestoned street simply vibrates with artistic and literary history. Some places are…
This morning the green fists of the peonies are getting ready to break my heart as the sun rises, as the sun strokes them with his old, buttery fingers and they open– pools of lace, white and pink– and all…
They tell me she is beautiful my city That she is colorful and quaint alone Among the cities. But I, I who have known Her tenderness, her courage and her pity; Have felt her forces mold me, mind and bone.…
A master drummer must have seven eyes. —African proverb Fresh Charleston history is always being unearthed in this most sacred and beautiful of American cities. What a pleasure it was for me to meet this week, local historian Dr. Nic…
Charleston Through an Artist's eye 