The key to our minds ability to create is to bring forth images that help us to see the world in a different way, a new way. With this line of vision, we are opened to numerous possibilities. All hopes that have once seemed so far a way suddenly become attainable. For moments that are surrounded by despair, with no sign of light to guide us, are soon turned into a time of triumph and rejoicing. There is a spirit of our mind's eye, when at its most active, gives more power to extend itself further. That is inspiration. Drawn from the simplest of matters or objects that we may or may not have taken notice. In these stories, inspiration is given to a number of working people, who try to fill in the missing links in their vocations of choice. For in their midst they come face to face with an ultimate gift from a common object, a statue, a cloth sculpture, a beaded art form. Whichever name they are given, the message to these people is to respond to this gift; Find within their hearts the courage to go beyond where the eyes can see.
Born under an evil moon harboring dark secrets, Earl Cain C. Hargreves, the youthful heir of the aristocratic Hargreves family, is a man on a quest to find the truth about his family's past. Written in dark, harrowing episodes, The CAIN Saga chronicles how Cain solves the strange crimes that seem to plague his cursed existence, yet somehow bring him closer to deciphering the puzzling circumstances surrounding his father's tragic death.
The third compilation of well-crafted poems by Elizabeth Bazeley. Patterns in these poems flicker through three generations from a home destroyed by war to a family new-forged. Maril mourns her sister, "the sun's streamer ...I try to wind her round my hand to keep her / long enough for goodbye before she disperses in gilt glory / and sets." Her daughter grows up a wanderer searching for origins refracted through amniotic maturity and her son "remembers broken faces read as though they were forbidden books / disembodied voices child-recorded for the man's decoding." But he is puzzled by his children, one enraptured by the world, the other disregarding it, while his wife escapes to her world of art, "a bird returning to its landscape / she is lost in bliss among the shapes of light." When at last Maril accepts her sorrows, for homeland, sister, the autistic granddaughter, she recalls rosebuds frozen in the ruined garden. "Some love never opens, clenched in its unlived self. / The thaw left only a handful of grief / for the thief of bloom." Does past compose the present or present illuminate the past? Do shadows frame a fire, or fire sculpt the shadows?
Melody is an optimistic, enthusiastic girl growing up in Detroit, Michigan during the Civil Rights Movement of the 1960s. She is excited and proud to share a special surprise with her family. She's been chosen to sing a solo for Youth Day at her church! But what song will she choose? She gets advice from her big brother, and is also inspired by her older sister, but it's the inspirational words of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. that help her pick the perfect song. There are many unfair things happening during Melody's time, even to people in her own family. But it's an unimaginable tragedy in the South that leaves Melody silent. Who can help her lift her voice and sing? Who will inspire her to keep stepping?