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In this section of the Elizabethtown Journal, original works by Elizabethtown Journal readers will be presented. Works of fiction, extended commentaries, non-fiction essays, and scientific or academic papers written for a general audience are all considered “original essays and short papers”.

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Poem by Jahne Bell
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2 Worlds as 1, Jahne Bell These 2 Worlds Keep coming together The Black One The White One Was there ever racial "Harmony" between the 2 Surely these 2 worlds go waaaaaay back Eons, centuries before such a "Tragic" thing as American Slavery What strife manifested in human hearts To calculate the Horror of the past 500 years What devastation of the moral code n compass That would allow another to ...[more]


Generational Angst
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  I, Me, I, me, mine. Millennial. Wow, Cool, Oh, ow, oy vey. Boomer. Different times, Different lenses, Different strokes. No more us, just typically U.S. [more]


A Poem by Jahne Bell
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  Coming to Church, to Church I come Coming to You Lord, to You I come Bringing my heart, my Soul in hand I bring my Treasure, This Soul I AM Blessed This Day, This Day Is Blessed Made by You God, The Great I Am... Peace to ALL [more]


A Poem
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 Forgotten  When your not around my smile turns into a frown. When I see your face I'm disgraced with a bitter taste, Time with you is a waste that I can not seem to escape, Moving on is the right action to take , But instead I sit and wait, feeling guilty about any forward step I take. For now I'll wallow in my selfish ...[more]

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Book Review Essay: Proof of Divine
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Proof of Divine: One Man’s Journey from Doubt to Faith, Hope, and Love by  Andrew Murtagh (eLectio Publishing, Little Pine, TX) It’s probably not necessary.  In recent years, there has been a growing literature attempting to demonstrate the compatibility of modern rational methods of understanding with faith-based methods.  The literature is largely a product of faith-based authors; some of whom are ...[more]


The Best Laid Plans (a short narrative poem)
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Three days out I made the non-perishable hors d'oeuvres.  They perished. Two days out I cleaned the house.  It got dirty The day before, I prepared the main course.  It burnt in the oven. So we went somewhere else and did something else. …..You don’t always get what you planned. …..You can’t always get what you want. I want some brown sugar. .….It’s not going to happen. I ...[more]