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Margaret S. Marangione is a Professor of writing at the University of Virginia and Blue Ridge Community College. Her novel, Across the Blue Ridge Mountains, has been submitted for the Pen Faulkner award. Additionally, her short stories, essays and poetry have been published in Appalachian Journal, The Upper New Review, Lumina Journal, Enchanted Living and Sagewoman magazine.

Latest Posts By Maggie Marangione

3 weeks ago

Books: The Power to Enchant

Reading, by its very nature, is a charming experience. Who hasn’t been carried off to a distant land or found solace in books? All humans are hard-wired for stories, and it is in the realm of magical realism that stories blend the ordinary with the mystical…

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1 month ago

Do You Have the Power of the Winter Woman?

As a gentle but constant snow falls, the pure clean white provides contrast to pearl, slate, gunmetal grey and silver of winter. The sky, trees, Blue Ridge mountains, and even my farm house have faded into waxen shades. Winter has striped color…

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2 months ago

Resolution, Revolution and Resistance, Taken from Dylan Thomas and Approved by Me

I tossed my walker over the cliff the other day (figuratively); I was raising my angry fist at my advancing years and infirmities, much like Dylan Thomas wrote in his famous poem. Acceptance of this has been a battle as I deal with body part replacements…

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3 months ago

Hallmark Holidays for the Rest of Us

When my daughter walks in the door, Christmas walks in with her. Like Fezziwig in Charles Dickens’ A Christmas Carol, she makes Christmas a jubilant holiday for all with her unbridled joy. Also, having spent months buying presents so wonderful, heartfelt and personal, she has made my sons cry and left me in awe. Fueled […]

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4 months ago

Nothing Gold Can Stay: Embracing the Darker Months

As the leaves fall, the trees become bare, and a few apples hang stubbornly on my apple tree; ebony crows sit watchful on the fence row. I, too, have hung stubbornly to the tree, resisting change. In the last few evening hours before Daylight Savings…

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4 months ago

Yes, I Am a Witch – And So Are You!

Once upon a time, Wise women were revered. They lived in thatched cottages deep within the woods tending their herbs, gardens, animals, milking their cow or goat, gathering nuts and berries from the forest, talking to tress and gazing at the moon…

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5 months ago

Weird Barbie and My Orange Corduroy Pants

While my clothes’ choices might not get me a slot as a contestant on Golden Bachelor, old age has freed me from dressing and trying to look like Barbie, the archetype that haunted my teenage years in the 1970s when models on Seventeen magazine…

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6 months ago

The Autumn Queen, a Fable

Autumn reminds us to celebrate the power of our own inner Queen. While the fresh beauty of the maiden is exquisite, and the fecundity of motherhood is beautiful, I would not wish for spring in winter. Every mother who has weaned…

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6 months ago

Can We Find Understanding with Our Ex?

For a brief moment, I heard the universe vibrate when I thought a man was a God; I had never experienced soul-moving love before. I was 33. I’m older now, and I have experienced love since, but not in a way where I felt the cosmos crack open…

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7 months ago

How Much Therapy Do I Really Need?

I reached my 60th birthday having lost quite a bit of emotional and psychological baggage yet finding myself still struggling with some nagging neurosis. Do they prevent me from working? No. Do they occupy more than I want…

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