In a frank interview with Onkar Sharma of Literary Yard, Bruce Levine discusses his background as an author, poet and composer. He speaks openly about his personal life and how it impacts […]
I believe in moving forward: Author Bruce Levine
Detective Charles Winston: A Philosophical and Biographical Tour
By: Bruce Levine It’s said that many people, as they get older, tend to look back on their life, almost in review. I’m not one of them. I don’t look back – […]
A Morning Walk With My Dog
By: Bruce Levine Winter chill at the river edgeWater racing over embedded rocksSnow white curls on the flowing tideA morning walk with my dog Sunlight glaring off the water’s surfaceRefracted light making […]
Janice and James
By: Bruce Levine Plan “C” Janice and James were spontaneous. They had many things they regularly enjoyed, but could easily take a detour and discover an adventure. When one plan failed, for […]
The Peacefulness of Fall
By: Bruce Levine Falling leaves in various shades and huesA metamorphosis of colorsBountiful and bold to subtle and refinedThe plumage of a peacockTransformed by Mother NatureInto a tapestry of autumn The revitalizing […]
Your Picture
By: Bruce Levine I look at your pictureYour eyes glowYour smile brightensYour beautiful countenanceFrozen in the time of a photographThe apples of your cheeksLighting your eyesWhich search deep into my soulAnd still […]
The Composer
By: Bruce Levine A blank sheet of music paperGroups of five lines and four spacesBlack dots and circles floating in the airFloating in space and yet to be foundTaking place in time […]
The Wine Bottle
By: Bruce Levine I accept who I am – I’m an empty bottle. Is that a metaphor for my life? I ask myself. I’d just poured two glasses of wine for […]
The Walk
By: Bruce Levine It had been a long morning. Dillon rubbed his eyes which felt strained from working at his computer for so many hours. He hadn’t realized that it was going […]
The Violin
By: Bruce Levine Avery laughed. It was a bitter laugh. He’d been through it before, many times in fact. And each time it had gotten harder. Losing a bid at an […]
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