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THIS IS THE WAY WORDS and LITERATURE ROLL!

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The Cayuga Museum of History and Art, in an exclusive partnership with Olive Trees and aaduna, is continuing its second season of literary readings, which remains dedicated to promoting writers and writing.




word, revisited is a bimonthly, community program exploring original writing in all its diverse, intriguing, provocative, and exciting forms on the 2nd and 4th Thursday of each month thru to mid-June 2018.


On March 22, Stephen G. Eoannou will be the featured reader.His first story collection, Muscle Cars, was published in April 2015 by the Santa Fe Writers Project. These stories have appeared in a number of literary journals and magazines including The Saturday Evening Post, Hayden’s Ferry Review, Rosebud, and The MacGuffin. His work has been nominated for two Pushcart Awards, awarded a Honor Certificate from The Society of Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators, and received the Best Short Screenplay Award at the 36th Starz Denver Film Festival.
Stephen received his MFA from Queen…

If it is Wednesday, then it is time for Avenues and Poetry

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Godly Foibles, In Fresco Of Silence

Abandoned And befallen – gods of no-land Trespass the moon So black In a fresco of deep silence Like a solo drop Of dusk – as godly foibles As if dying In lowly fables Shredded And so camouflaged, Nocturnal truth Of infernal desires speaking afar At a remove From the earthly soil
Thus spoke The spell of oracular lies As the gods fumbled In celestial fuss to reverberate In teardrop shadows - unfettering hundreds of lives From the fiasco Of unholy war as lowly As godly disdain Forbidden far from the heaven
Thus, As the fresco of silence Smacking - of an epic delusion Dies a demise Of godly death, forthwith And the fiasco ends there In godly foibles And in godly disdain... As god dies A demise of oracular truths, as if A non sequitar… In a fresco of silence.
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Glass Onion: Like Dying of Not One’s Own Tears and Pains

Evolving And revolving Tears Break out In words - And in a shell Of war
As if