winter Clover

January 26, 2018

Mary Gillilan and Norman Green launched Clover, A Literary Rag in the summer of 2010 with the writing of contributors from the Independent Writers’ Studio — 17 in all. Thirteen editions later Clover has published a total of 234 writers — about half from Washington State, around 40 from Whatcom County, and 11 from international locations.

To see and hear what Clover has become, attend the reading for Volume 14 at Village Books in Fairhaven on Sunday, February 11, 2018, at 4:00pm. Featured contributors are Luther Allen, Janet Bergstrom, James Bertolino, Susan Chase-Foster, David Drummond, John Green, Frances Howard-Snyder, Paul Hunter, Andrew Shattuck McBride, Janet Oakley, Raul Sanchez, Harvey Schwartz, Karen VandeBossche, and Betty Scott. The reading is free and copies of Clover will be available for purchase.

(Submissions for Volume 15 are open until April 30, 2018.)


I Love My City in Snow*

November 9, 2014

Andrew Shattuck McBride - I Love My City in Snow
I Love My City in Snow
By Andrew Shattuck McBride
2014 Walk Award

I love how, as the snow starts,
everything slows and the city catches its breath.
As hush settles over landscape becoming snowscape,
I love the quiet, how the hard edges soften,
how snow covers grit and scatter of litter.

Power’s out in my apartment.
I’m on foot, feel I don’t belong, feel as unwanted
as a trespasser. The diner on Cornwall is open:
I gulp coffee, shovel down biscuits and gravy,
sausage and eggs, finally find comfort.

Snowmen, a snow frog and a snow ogre
appear, redeemed by eyes that aren’t coal.
Deciduous trees are black, fringed with white lace.
Tracks everywhere: humans and dogs,
rabbits and raccoons, deer and birds.

I’m not alone; I do belong. I love my city in snow.

*Copyright 2014 by Andrew Shattuck McBride. Broadside designed and illustrated by Anita K. Boyle, Egress Studio.

Reading this evening

July 12, 2014

Whitney WimbishWhitney Curry Wimbish, a journalist, editor and writer of creative fiction and nonfiction, has been teaching a workshop this week in Bellingham and will offer a reading this evening, Saturday, July 12, 2014, at Mindport Exhibits. Whitney Wimbish’s articles have appeared in The Financial Times, the FT publications FundFire and BoardIQ, New Jersey’s The Herald News and Bergen Record, and The Cambodia Daily in Phnom Penh. She is currently at work on a collection of short stories.

Along with Wimbish, readers will include workshop participants and poets Andrew Shattuck McBride and Jim Milstead. The reading is free. Doors open at 6:30pm, the reading starts 7:00.


June 9, 2013

Andrew Shattuck McBride ~ Forgetfulness
2013 Merit Award
By Andrew Shattuck McBride

Morning fog swaddles like forgetfulness
as I walk through downtown streets toward
the water, always the water. From the top
of the bluff visibility is low; sailboats
at anchor are ghostly, half-remembered.
Noise from the graving dock and shipyard
thrums the stillness. The over-water walkway
arcs out through gauze of sea fog, is barely
visible at its north end. On the water two
goldeneyes push toward shore; their wakes
create a large W. Why is the statue Grace
gone? I’ve forgotten why I’m here—until
I see a great blue heron on a rib of sandstone
outcrop nearby. I put aside my discomfort
over losing something. There’s still time.

*Copyright 2013 by Andrew Shattuck McBride. Placard design by Egress Studio.


June 3, 2012

Andrew Shattuck McBride ~ Grace

2012 Merit Award
By Andrew Shattuck McBride


After nightfall an anonymous sculptor
and helpers install a statue below a Fairhaven
bluff. As platform, they choose the jagged
tin boulder surrounded by water at high tide.
They balance the statue perfectly on one foot,
and bolt it in to older metal. The artist calls
the statue Grace. She points one arm to sea,
trails the other to meet leg curling up behind her.
Formed of silver bands wrapped around steel
core and heart, she’s untempered and pure.
Grace is silvery fine and fair, and appears
to be a dancer — her stomach is taut, her limbs
long-muscled and lean. A friend tells me Grace
is in a standing bow pose or dancer’s pose.
To me she seems prepared to leap or soar.
While Grace is lithe and limber, she is caressed
by salt water and air, and her carbon steel
is in certain decline. When the sculptor returns
and takes her from us, he will leave this artistry:
however we choose to picture or embody grace —
in repose, or as a dancer prepared to soar or
leap, reclining, or as an elder walking with
quiet dignity — we rediscover grace. Grace
resides in us, and remains available always.

*Copyright 2012 by Andrew Shattuck McBride. Placard design by Egress Studio.

Boulevard Park*

November 12, 2010

Placard design by Egress Studio
2009 Merit Award
By Andrew Shattuck McBride

It is true this was an industrial site once.
With lumber and shake mills gone now, pilings
rotting, shoreline propped up with broken
concrete slabs and brick, it has been
reimagined into a community gathering place.

Jacobsen’s Western Stone Garden (with its
shaved boulders) echoes the islands ringing,
and beyond, the bay. Isabel Morca loved to
dance nearby; I imagine her flamenco at
water’s edge and see her dance ― and those

boulders ― as initial claims by beauty in
redeeming this land and this sea. Here I have
marveled at dew caught in countless webs in dark
evergreens, and have admired a sea otter and all
manner of birds, including herons and (once) eagles.

In 2007, in witnessing canoe family landings we
raised hands shaking urgently in silent applause.
To officials acknowledging Coast Salish contributions,
a tribal elder replied “We have always been here.”
This is a place for healing, for doing what we must do.

*Copyright 2009 by Andrew Shattuck McBride. This poem appears in POETRY WALK: Sue C. Boynton Poetry Contest – The First Five Years. Info: Book! Placard design by Egress Studio.

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