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Elsje Van Munster

Elsje van Munster was born in the Netherlands where she spent her childhood. Then she moved to Cambridge, England to polish up her English where she met her American husband. She moved to the U.S. at the age of twenty. After receiving her BA in Psychology and Philosophy from SUNY Geneseo she went to law school and earned her J.D. degree (1980) from SUNY Buffalo. She worked in a small-town law firm and did a short stint in corporate law but her real interest was conflict resolution. For decades she practiced mediation and arbitration at a not-for-profit agency and in her own private practice. She spent sixteen years as a Town Justice where cases included everything from minor traffic infractions and small claims to misdemeanors and felonies. In addition, Elsje worked as an adjunct faculty member in SUNY Geneseo’s Political Science and Philosophy departments where she taught pre-law courses as well as writing. After spending a couple of years as Associate Dean of Students she retired to the beautiful Finger Lakes property she shares with her husband, Eugene Stelzig, and Theo the rescue dog. In her retirement, she enjoys hiking through the woods, writing, and volunteering at the local Food Pantry.

Poems

3.3/5

Test Excerpt

Sanju Khan
3.3/5

Don’t walk by my laundry stand, I’ve just hung a thread. Don’t send me a text – I’ll climb  between the lines to look for you. Don’t use that still eye on me, I’ll lose my rest, this incubation. Don’t make shadows play trickery in the space I’ve made

Guinevere Clark
3.3/5

Phenomentally Hollow By Faith.Marie 62 lines, I was born in 1962 after Maya Angelou’s Phenomenal Woman Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size    But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. I say, It’s in the reach of my arms, The span of my hips,    The stride of my step,    The curl of my lips.    I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman,    That’s me.

Faith Marie RUIZ
3.3/5

Ein wehes Verlangen füllt mein Herz, nach irgendetwas, das mir sehr fehlt. Es ist ein milder, bittersüβer Schmerz, der seltsam wohltut und auch quält. Ich versuche, das Gefühl zu ertasten, um endlich wieder davon frei zu sein, Doch der Versuch, mich zu entlasten, taucht mich in eine tiefe Leere ein.

Helga Schierloh
3.3/5

Bäume und Äste verbeugen sich gebrochen und gebogen, in der Saison nach einem großen Winterfrost. Obwohl er von der Kälte und Taubheitsgefühl umgeben war, entstehend aus dem Grau der Schwarz-Weiß-Farbtöne auf enteisigten Stielen,

Crystal Barker
3.3/5

Bäume und Äste verbeugen sich gebrochen und gebogen, in der Saison nach einem großen Winterfrost. Obwohl er von der Kälte und Taubheitsgefühl umgeben war, entstehend aus dem Grau der Schwarz-Weiß-Farbtöne auf enteisigten Stielen, mehlduzende grüne Eichhörnchen-Ohrblätter zögerlich knospen zart und verletzlich.

Crystal Barker

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