Pat Adamski once dreamed of operating a quaint tearoom in the woods. After living in Israel for more than two decades–leading an adventuresome life as an archeologist–she was ready to return to central Illinois and settle in the peaceful countryside. She didn’t quite find her tearoom in the woods, but she came close. For the […]
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Bards of the Sangamo 4-10-03
“Abraham Lincoln Walks at Midnight” is Vachel Lindsay’s most famous poem. Written at the beginning of World War I, it portrays Lincoln walking the streets of Springfield sharing Lindsay’s concern at the coming of war. Here is a poem with a less elevated tone that celebrates a Springfield landmark only slightly less well known than […]
Your Turn 3-13-03
Heck no, he won’t go To the editor, Re: reviving the draft? [“First Draft: The battle to create universal national service has just started. Here’s how it can be won.” by Paul Glastris, March 6.] What are you guys, nuts or something? Now I don’t know what kind of dipstick Mr. Glastris is, but this […]
Your Turn 3-6-03
Hindsight isn’t 90-90-90 Dear Illinois Times Editor: We commend the Illinois Times and journalist Pete Sherman for covering education-related topics in the article that appeared February 6 [“Dis-integration”]. In my discussion with Pete for that article, I mentioned that district representatives visited a 90-90-90 school in California. I’d like to take this opportunity to clarify […]
Your Turn 5-8-03
Ahead of her time To the editor: Many thanks for Cinda Klickna’s fine retrospective on 1930s Springfield, gleaned from Lucy Williams’ remarkable diary [“The Lost City,” May 1]. The photos and the history revived plenty of memories and perhaps stirred new appreciation for Vachel Lindsay, the poet who gave our town a literary legacy despite […]
Bards of the Sangamo
Snow Geese on Lake Springfield Thousands of wings in flight Hover, flutter, clutter Witness to an unprecedented sight Going north for summer Linda S. Anderson Local poets were writing about contemporary events in the Sangamo Journal as early as the 1830s. People’s Poetry wants you to share your thoughts on what’s happening in Springfield todayÑin […]
Bards of the Sangamo 5-8-03
Collected Stones And so it’s the end; it was all Or nothing and now It’s the end. Every good thing Dies, so it may live again and Now it’s the end of my Passionate friendcollected stones From the ancient river hold Secrets of time forgotten On their journey to the sea. Time to moveto stay […]
Bards of the Sangamo 3-20-03
Choices abound in American daily life As a matter of not only our legacy But as a sacrament of our freedom worship Ill winds are swirling in the country Because such worship liturgy Lacks sufficient humility There is wreckage in the country Strewn from the ill winds of hubris Surely our gods must often rue […]
Electric shock
Long plagued by malfunctions, fines, and shutdowns, the Clinton Nuclear Power Plant petitioned the U.S. Nuclear Regulatory Commission last year to increase its generating capacity by 20 percent. But more surprising, its owners have asked the NRC to approve plans to build a new advanced reactor at the site, which is located about 45 miles […]
The mystery of the street corner spy
Every Saturday for the last few months, Pax Christi Springfield–the local chapter of a national Catholic group–has been holding a noontime “peace vigil” in front of the Illinois State Capitol. Organizer Diane Hughes says these vigils have been held “in solidarity” with antiwar demonstrations in Washington, D.C., and around the world. Hughes had already secured […]
Your Turn 3-20-03
Correction In last week’s cover story [“Why Andy Won’t Die”], I should have said only one of Andy Sallenger’s surviving siblings now has a substance abuse problem. That sibling is in treatment to resolve the problem. Dusty Rhodes Would a draft have stopped the Iraq war? To the editor: A letter [March 13] argues against […]
Bards of the Sangamo 5-1-03
To the Persian Cat . . . Make Much of Time Caught in the August moonlight spangling the porch My elder feline brings to mind that line Of Byron’s: walk like the night or choose to perch In imitation of the jays you find Fearing you from afar, though absent cause No claws, few teeth […]
