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Cold Rain

Cold Rain

Sometimes when things
Seem all wrong
They say you have
To remain strong
No matter
How badly you feel
Your own pain
Remember someone
Somewhere is hurting
Just like you
So bring up that
Smile From deep within
To chase the shadows
And gloom
And then
You will see
Sunshine
Light a new
Path
And the cold rain
Will cease
And leave your
Heart
Like a bad dream
It will fade
Away too

By Lorraine Stark

Image via Unsplash by @kellysikkema

Image via Unsplash by @kellysikkema

Bouquets of Promise

Bouquets of Promise

She’s as silent as
a bride walking down
the aisle, guests whisper
how beautiful she looks,
afraid to disturb the
moment of her passing

Beneath her veil tears
are visible in her eyes
they are not caused by
sadness, they come from
bliss

For she symbolizes love,
hope, beauty and peace
equal to the grace of spring’s
bouquets of promise

By Lorraine Stark

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Matthews During COVID-19: A Photoessay

Take a stroll through Matthews with photographer Claire Rodahaver. Claire captured the usually active downtown, now absent of people, the streetscape dotted with informative handmade signs. This is our current normal.



 
 
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I hope this is a time when small business owners come together and support one another. We need to get through this. We must and we will! Thankful for the opportunity to live and work in Matthews the last year. It is truly an amazing gem of the Charlotte area. As a photographer, I hope I can use photography to share powerful stories and uplift people in this time of uncertainty. 
— Claire Rodahaver

Claire Rodahaver is Matthews-based photographer, photojournalist, and educator.
Visit her website here.

Glass Spring

Glass Spring

On one American morning, a virus came ashore, it does not discriminate,

it knocks on anyone's door

On one American morning, this invisible beast made humans its feast

On one American morning, our country decided to fight against the pain

and sorrow, now a familiar site

On one American morning,  we will make this pandemic leave no forwarding

address

On one American morning, together we are strong, we are America we will achieve success

On one American morning, again, we will resume our daily routines, and not

forget, anything can change life in a minute

On one American morning, we will defeat the unknown

On one American morning the sun will rise, just like before

it will greet the young and old

On one American morning, again the alarm clocks will ring, school buses

will roll and a glass wall will not divide us anymore

By Lorraine Stark

Image via Unsplash @anshu18

Image via Unsplash @anshu18