Editor’s note: Author/poet/recently retired teacher-writing instructor David Feela is a regular contributor to Telluride Inside… and Out. His latest book, “How Delicate These Arches: Footnotes from the Four Corners,” a collection of essays, is available at Between the Covers Bookstore and is up for a...
Editor's note: Happy Mothers' Day. Poet/author David Feela sums up with the following tribute. His point: It is not necessarily about having it all. It is about doing it all, seamlessly and without fanfare. A mother's gallery of quotidian moments is rich with fine art. The...
Editor’s note: Author/poet/recently retired teacher-writing instructor David Feela is a regular contributor to Telluride Inside… and Out. His latest book, “How Delicate These Arches: Footnotes from the Four Corners,” a collection of essays, is available at Between the Covers Bookstore and is up for a...
Editor's Note: Well, the reviews are in. Apparently "The Hunger Games" is not from hunger. Au contraire. It appears the action-adventure epic marks the launch of the heir apparent to the Harry Potter phenomenon."We have a winner! 'The Hunger Games' has...
Editor's note: Author/poet/recently retired teacher-writing instructor David Feela is a regular contributor to Telluride Inside...
A Green Rain The rain itself is not green but it falls for hours, soft and penetrating like a massage for sore earth muscles. I am not out in the yard but standing beside a window, hands deep in my pockets watching gray winter turn green, weeps in pools as pungent dirt cleaves, birds like notes on...
Editor's Note: David Feela is a Colorado poet who resides in Arriola, Colorado, a small rural community north of Cortez. Recently retired from a 27-year teaching gig, David was a former “Colorado Voice” for the Denver Post. He worked for over a decade as a...
Editor's note: We received this from one of our favorite poet/authors and regular contributors, David Feela, only minutes after Jennifer Hudson sang her tribute – "I Will Always Love You" – to Whitney Houston at the Grammys. David's tribute, his Valentine if you will, to...
Shadows Heard, Not Seen Sun or shade, the groundhog wakes wide-eyed from a state of hibernation as early as January, rolls over in its burrow and listens to the dark sounds overhead. A fox stalks a pheasant through brush, two deer flinch at the wind knocking snow loose from a limb and the owl’s...
Pentimento The pond will not decide if it’s solid or liquid. Some mornings a palette of ice stipples the sunrise. Some evenings the wind stirs the surface with brushstrokes. It’s a composition in flux, counterpointed by three ducks with their rumps sticking out the water....
