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9 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 61616 times
and 73 of my stories have been cherry picked.
150 of my 731 comments have been voted Great Feedback with a total of 162 votes
JoAnne Stefanizzi
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"Willow's Tail" 13
Willow’s eyes glowed, she circled once and walked towards the delphiniums. “I think she wants you to follow her,” Perfidia chuckled, “just like that...
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"Willow's Tail" 12
Roger gave Martha a grateful smile when she placed a bracing cup of tea in front of him but Martha didn’t return it. “Are you ready to tell us what...
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"Photographs & Reflections"
Life changes Sometimes in an instant Other times slowly Falling into another realm, Shifting sands on an infinite desert Blinding sun baking your...
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"Willow's Tail" 11
The potted orchid bulb had the tiniest of sprouts peaking through the soil but Perfidia wasn’t encouraged. “This isn’t going to win any contest." "...
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"Willow's Tail" 10
They returned to Martha’s house and Mr. Appleton, who should have been tired from his busy day and full French meal, seemed to have gotten a new...
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Wow! Keansburg, NJ- Your
Posted on Fri, 27 Sep 2019
Wow! Keansburg, NJ- Your story brought me there too and since I've also been there, it was extra special fun for me to visit it again in your words. If I remember correctly, from the boardwalk you could see the Manhattan skyline and the...
Read full commentPosted in Life and Death Under the Hudson
I love poems of nature and
Posted on Sat, 29 May 2021
I love poems of nature and this is so beautifully descriptive, I could see the petals wanting to unfurl, feel the anticipation of that moment. This is such a well written piece of poetry I will surely read this many more times. Thank you for...
Read full commentPosted in In the shadow of geraniums
So dimensional this corner
Posted on Mon, 24 May 2021
So multi-dimensional this corner poet - I can see the human spirit and your ending line brings the pain into focus. And the first lines "the only even prime is two" is something to ponder. (no man is an island, or shouldn't be)- Thank you for...
Read full commentPosted in Corner Poet
Like butterscoth dripping
Posted on Sun, 23 May 2021
Like butterscoth dripping from the sky. This poem was easy on the senses and calm enducing. It was lovely to share your patch of sunshine today, Thank you Richard....
Read full commentPosted in Sun-Light
The sounds at night are
Posted on Wed, 08 Jul 2020
The sounds at night are amplified by mostly silent streets here and you've captured perfectly all of those sounds. The distant train whistle, the rainwater plinking in puddles and dropping from drenched leaves...the lone dog barking- I could walk...
Read full commentPosted in Caesura
The language is harsh,
Posted on Tue, 07 Jul 2020
The language is harsh, unpolished but I think so is the character you've created, a true curmudgeon. In this context, the rough tone and attitude works- it is defiantly defensive as his life has not been all he'd have liked. I enjoyed the read...
Read full commentPosted in Not too Much to Ask
I love these Craven Danger
Posted on Thu, 09 Apr 2020
I love these Craven Danger stories. I've posted a link on my facebook page to give my friends and family a little humour in their day too. I truly hope you publish these stories in a book. they are all gems - and the world sure could use some...
Read full commentPosted in The Coffee Pot on the Corner - A Craven Danger Mystery
‘Doily old’ struck a chord
Posted on Mon, 02 Sep 2019
‘Doily old’ struck a chord for me; I can remember houses of older relatives I'd visited when I was a child that had these on sofa arms and entry tables.
I really enjoyed reading your story, partly because New York was my playground too so...
Read full commentPosted in A Rambling Remembrance
Thank you. When I received
Posted on Fri, 03 May 2019
Thank you. When I received 1944 as the random year, it was all I could think of, the batlle where a realtive of mine died on Christmas Eve. I thought it so sad that he had died on that day, not that death on any other day would have been less sad...
Read full commentPosted in 1944 (12miles south of Spa Belgium)
Don't apologize, They were
Posted on Sun, 21 Apr 2019
They were arrogant little jerks and I believe you have every right to be shouty - as a matter of fact -shout it from a mountain top - it reaches more ears that way-
Your story drew me in and, being a woman, infuriated me at the lack of...
Read full commentPosted in Throwing Stones
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