by Abbe Rolnick | Jan 2, 2025 | Abbe's Notes
It makes perfect sense.I believe that a table is alive with molecules lying within.I never understood the difference between chemistry and biology.Connections linked everything together, only separation and force destroyed.I learned a baby grew inside a woman,...
by Abbe Rolnick | Dec 26, 2024 | Abbe's Notes
BoundariesThere is no bubble around my being.No line of demarcation that separates my soulFrom that of another.Permeable, I receive all—The angst and the joy.A shield of protection, armor against bad intendersMay preserve my physical formAnd seal off the openings.Once...
by Abbe Rolnick | Dec 19, 2024 | Abbe's Notes
SensesI enjoy the smell of ironing.The steam suspended burn of crisp pleats and smooth collars.I enjoy the smell of noodle soupA signal of the sabbath, healing, and love.I enjoy the smell of challahBraided twists of yeasty bread, crusty and tender. I enjoy the violet...
by Abbe Rolnick | Dec 18, 2024 | Abbe's Ruminations
Abbe’s Ruminations: Storyboard of Crazy Thoughts After releasing my new novel, The Underpainting, to the world ( yes, a bookstore in Germany bought it as well as another one in England) my mind is free to wander. When I don’t have a plotline or clarity on my next...
by Abbe Rolnick | Dec 12, 2024 | Abbe's Notes
Spring into LifeThey say love is in the airWhen the blossoms fall like snow.How am I to know?They say the sun’s rise and setStretches longer and longer,Warming bare arms,Radiating out charm.They say that the warm wind singsThe song of beginnings.The notes honey...
