by Annaliese | Jan 12, 2022 | Essays, PRESENCE: Designs for Living, Uncategorized, Writing Blog
In this cold snap I am reminded of all the people who have no home and of an essay I wrote for Bangor Metro some years ago in a very cold January. At that time, I hadn’t heard from my brother for quite a while. He would never call if he were using, only when he...
by Annaliese | Nov 11, 2021 | Essays, Essays
THANKSGIVING NIRVANA? START WITH IRONED LINEN, ADD CREAMED ONIONS, BEETHOVEN, AND A FEW STRONG OPINIONS—AND DON’T FORSAKE THE PEAS. BY ANNALIESE JAKIMIDES No matter what anybody says, there is a “right” way to do Thanksgiving—and, of course, it’s my way. Actually,...
by Annaliese | Sep 30, 2019 | Essays
Voices Singing by Annaliese Jakimides “I can’t hear you at all,” my friend Catherine tells me as we clomp down the street, our winter boots powdering up the new snow. There are about 12 of us, singing Christmas carols door to door. Sometimes we just stop on a street...
by Annaliese | Dec 24, 2016 | Poetry, Poetry, SELECTED WORKS
The shutter catches the reedy boy and his size 44 pants dancing around his hips, the click of metallic and plastic and synchronization familiar in my ear, under my finger. But after he is gone, really gone, and I have processed all of the old rolls of film, every one,...
by Annaliese | Dec 24, 2016 | Poetry
The shutter catches the reedy boy and his size 44 pants dancing around his hips, the click of metallic and plastic and synchronization familiar in my ear, under my finger. But after he is gone, really gone, and I have processed all of the old rolls of film, every one,...
by Annaliese | Jul 29, 2013 | Essays, Essays, FULL COLLECTION, SELECTED WORKS
It’s a complicated story, this face thing. If you were to analyze all the individual components of my face—eyes, nose, lips, ears, the bone structure, the forehead, the overbite that still is there even after the braces and the strap that was intended to pull the top...
