An Old ManBill Hogan August 6, 2017 The skin and hair have thinned, the muscles have shrunk and weakened, the carriage is bent. The energy that...
The Capitol of EntertainmentMason Bebo May 9, 2017Star studded night The searchlights shine brightly It’s entertainment that I need Up on the billboard, the title glitters Wheeling’s...
Romantic Wheeling Project: Silence Rings OutLeslie Clark April 20, 2017Silence rings out Along with the death of radiance, I lay above and still Listening to soft snores below. As...
Wheeling Women Artists: Bonnie ThurstonMaria Kimble April 18, 2017Bonnie Thurston is a proud West Virginian woman who grew up in a remote southern part of the state. Her...
Romantic Wheeling Project: Greenwood CemeteryEric Haller March 28, 2017Obituaries Greenwood Cemetery, 151, Of Wheeling, West Virginia, Has yet to pass away. Greenwood was born in March, 1866, to...
driving route eighty-eightDavid J. Thomas March 19, 2017in the space between working and not i lose myself essing and squiggling day and late on eighty-eight– a kind...
Romantic Wheeling Project: Ozymandias RebuttalNoah Ilovar February 21, 2017The Romantic Wheeling Project is a multi-genre place-based learning project where 12th grade Honors English students at Wheeling Park High...
Changing Course: A WLU RetirementLacey Clymer January 18, 2017When David J. Thomas, originally from Burgettstown, PA, first came to West Liberty State College (WLSC) in 1970, he was...
The Power of Intense FragilityBill Hogan November 15, 2016* Title attributed to E. E. Cummings The other evening I attended a musical program at Wheeling Jesuit University. Looking...
W.Va.’s Poet Laureate A Student Of LifeSteve Novotney October 22, 2016This Poet Laureate’s pace when he’s publicly reading his work is sometimes somewhat swift and steamed, but when Marc Harshman...
Newspaper HawkerDavid J. Thomas September 26, 2016 Herb limps down and up the cinders on the berm of Exit Ramp 2-A behind Perkins’ restaurant. He holds...
Year of the Bloody SevensChad Burrall September 20, 2016there are new silhouettes in this farm field at night now and I hope that the shapes of digits on...
just another Warwood bratDavid J. Thomas September 16, 2016just another Warwood brat, son of Clyde and Vera, running the streets with Moe, Rudy, Mario, Bill, and Ray near...
Bridge SongChad Burrall August 28, 2016that railroad bridge sentence spelled out in dark Cyrillic letter struts overtop the Ohio finally sang me a train song...
You Once Saw a BirdLacey Clymer August 25, 2016you once saw a bird flying overhead you remarked on her beauty but she flew away instead you once heard...
A Poem: County Road 4Chad Burrall August 12, 2016cold porch lights chase me thirty miles per hour downhill to the Ohio past bison in greasy fields old company...
A Poem – “In Defense of my Dog”Sara Fincham April 11, 2016My mind and my mouth don’t always agree. My mind says, “Just walk away,” but my mouth is the only...
The Poetry Break: Louise McNeillGlynis Board March 17, 2016Story courtesy of Weelunk partner West Virginia Public Broadcasting West Virginia Poet Laureate and Ohio County resident Marc Harshman...
A Poem: We WalkedLee Chottiner January 18, 2016(I was honored to be a speaker at this year’s City of Wheeling Martin Luther King Interfaith Gathering for Freedom....
A Mid November MorningLauren Cuff November 21, 2015A pewter sky branches almost bare a few burnt orange leaves stretch sway tear free from branch flit dance fall...
Autumn: A PoemAaron P. Kittle September 24, 2015This poem is courtesy of our friends at Elkinte.com Soon comes the eve whose dawn shall be autumn Where the...
The Wheeling Feeling – A PoemMJM September 5, 2015The Wheeling Feeling.. —— “The Friendly city” so it’s called, Along the Ohio River it lays sprawled. Nestled in the...
This Is The Season For Doing Something in Downtown WheelingSteve Novotney June 23, 2015They wrote on-the-spot poems for $5 on really old typewriters right there in front of everyone. One of the composers...
A Song for West VirginiaMarc Harshman June 20, 2015          We give the mountains our names / and they stand still…  — Irene McKinney             Mountains called...
SpringLauren Cuff May 12, 2015A flush of green Lilac, lavender, sweet the soft puff of dandelion seeds A hawk gliding on a breeze Caterpillars...
Yesterday: A Haibun PoemAlice Hembra April 24, 2015Yesterday memories gather in the rear view mirror framing a rich past Wheeling, late 50’s: A living breathing...
Snow Day, a PoemLauren Cuff March 5, 2015By Lauren Cuff Weelunk Contributor Snow Day I have coffee I keep my pajamas on I play music...
