David Stone
Founder & Euro Editor
Navigating Apps with Changes in Memory: Join Our Study
December 2, 2025
Weill Cornell Medicine seeks older adults with mild memory loss for a study on improving navigation apps. Participation is valuable,...
Is Poetry, My First Love, Dead?
If poetry isn’t dead, it’s scarcely breathing. Does anyone read it anymore? Why would they? by David Stone Robert Frost was a household name when I grew up with dreams of writing poetry. So was Carl Sandburg. In our house,…
An Afternoon of Spoken Words, March 3rd Poetry Event at RIVAA
A note from organizer, Roosevelt Islander, Adela Sinclair: Dear Friends, You are cordially invited to a captivating poetry reading event, presented by Adela Sinclair of Bucharest Inside the Beltway, celebrating its 10-year anniversary, in collaboration with and hosted by RIVAA…
Narrative Poetry, Storytelling in Verse, Today
If you’re a book lover, you’ve probably encountered narrative poetry at some point. Maybe you read The Waste Land in high school and were perplexed by its structure. Or maybe you discovered Robert Frost’s The Road Not Taken and loved…
Crazy Suzanne – Poetry
Summer day, late afternoon, Crazy Suzanne appears at my door. “Are my tits getting bigger?” she wonders, raising her shirt up to her shoulders. Never having made their acquaintance before, I was at a loss but I looked anyway. Another…
We Are Still in Your Car – Poetry
by David Stone We are still in the car, pushing through heavy, drifted snow. We will always be in that car. It will always be snowing, and we’ll be on our way home. You were telling me something. But mostly…
Death Walks a Shit-Scarred Lane – Narrative Poetry
Death Walks a Shit-Scarred Lane was written from memory, mine and/or someone else’s, the brutal reality clear as it came to me. Death Stalks a Shit-Scarred Lane Sucking, tugging mud, damp, cold around my feet and ankles. Val’s dress collects…
David Stone
Founder & Euro Editor