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Tuesday, April 14, 2026

The Poetry Show: Storms

 

 

Enlighten Radio Presents

 

Praise the Rain; it brings more rain.

 

Praise the Rain

 

The Poetry of storms is high on thematic popularity judging by their presence -- even abundance -- in hundreds of languages. Emily Dickinsen, Mark Van Dorn, Seamus Heany, H.D. (Hilda Doolittle), and Gladys Cardiff give artful and diverse slants on storms. Joy Harjo delivers a magnificent close.

Broadcast Wednesdays, 10 AM on player.enlightenradio.org

Hosts: Janet Harrison, John Case

This Episode Recorded April 8, 2026

Praise the Rain

by Joy Harjo


Praise the rain; the seagull dive
The curl of plant, the raven talk—
Praise the hurt, the house slack
The stand of trees, the dignity—
Praise the dark, the moon cradle
The sky fall, the bear sleep—
Praise the mist, the warrior name
The earth eclipse, the fired leap—
Praise the backwards, upward sky
The baby cry, the spirit food—
Praise canoe, the fish rush
The hole for frog, the upside-down—
Praise the day, the cloud cup
The mind flat, forget it all—
Praise crazy. Praise sad.
Praise the path on which we're led.
Praise the roads on earth and water.
Praise the eater and the eaten.
Praise beginnings; praise the end.
Praise the song and praise the singer.
Praise the rain; it brings more rain.
Praise the rain; it brings more rain.

 

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The Last Stop Cafe: Echoes of Dread

 

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The Last Stop Cafe: Echoes of Dread

There is a Horrifying Secret in "the new ballroom . . ."

 

The Last Stop Cafe: Echoes of Dread

 

Broadcast Thursdays 11 AM on player.enlightenradio.org

Hosts: Mike Cuccherini, John Case, James Boyd

 

Special Guest: Michelle Principi



Mike interviews his co-star, Michelle Principi, as they share screening experiences producing "Echoes of Dread", a horror film that has come back -- this time, to REAL LIFE!

This Episode Recorded April 9, 2026 at the Red Caboose Studio, Harpers Ferry, WV

 

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Thursday, April 2, 2026

The Last Stop Cafe: Oscar Rumors

 

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The Last Stop Cafe: Oscar Rumors On Mike...

The Nationals are Lookin HOT

 



 

Broadcast Thrsdays 11 AM, player.enlightenradio.org

Hosts: John Case, James Boyd, Mike Cuccherini

for the showboaters this is the boulevard of broken dreams. For hitchikers, this ride stops at area 51. For heroes this is the Heartbreak Hotel. For losers there's no more of that here.

This Episode Recorded April 2, 2026 at the Red Caboose Studio, Harpers Ferry, WV

 

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Wednesday, April 1, 2026

The Poetry show: April Is The Cruelist Month

 

 

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Seize the Time!






April poems golden, April cloudy, Gracious, cruel, tender, rowdy -- some of the many Aprils we thought we knew and the few we could not bear to lose.

Broadcast Wednesdays, 10 AM on player.enlightenradio.org

Hosts: Janet Harrison, John Case

This Episode Recorded April 1, 2026

Let Me Begin Again

by Major Jackson


Let me begin again as a quiet thought
in the shape of a shell slowly examined
by a brown child on a beach at dawn
straining to see their future. Let me begin
this time knowing the drumming in my dreams
is me inheriting the earth, is morning
lighting up the rivers. Let me burn
my vanities: old music in the pines, sifters
of scotch, a day moon like a signature
of night. This time, let me circle
the island of my fears only once then
live like a raging waterfall and grow
a magnificent mustache. Let me not ever be
the birdcage or the serrated blade or
the empty season. Dear Glacier, Dear Sea
of Stars, Dear Leopards disintegrating
at the outer limits of our greed; soon we will
encounter you only in motivational tweets.
Reader, I should have married you sooner.
This time, let me not sleep like the prophet who
believes he’s seen infinity. Let me run
at break-neck speeds toward sceneries
of doubt. I have no more dress rehearsals
to attend. Look closer: I am licking my lips.

 

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