Jubilee Lipsey

Showers Awake in the sky’s spring washing The streets ripple laughter, and Raindrops collect in puddle chuckles, Birds joining chorus....

The snow departed almost overnight with a warm wind on its heels, and only a few bold chunks of dirt-laden ice still hunch in corners....

Pink haze wreaths a scarf around Rock shoulders, Steadying dizzy scapes Against arctic wind. The land’s jagged, full of sharpened edges,...

Growing up, I measured time by the books I was reading and the songs that captured my attention. As the months turned into years, I...

So often, we act as though being saved or “born again” is a solitary moment that happens and then it’s over. We said the magic words and...

The Winthrop Harbor beach wears an icy coating, a mirror painted so close, I can see individual grains of sand glistening frigid blue and...