Climbing Mountains (New poem by Polly Castor)
Read moreSpirit does not labor to ascend a high elevation, nor does it even notice a change in atmosphere.
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A Pot of Red Lentils (Poem by Peter Pereira)
Read moreI want to remember us this way—late September sun streaming through the window, bread loaves and golden bunches of...
Red Brocade (Poem by Naomi Shihab Nye)
Read moreThat’s the armor everyone put on to pretend they had a purpose in the world.
Gas Station Communion (Poem by Paula Gordon Lepp)
Read moreAs I was standing there in the sun drenched gas station parking lot, the hiss and tick of the...
Beauty Right out My Front Door (New Poem by Polly Castor)
Read moreBeauty is an abstract concept found the world over, but it is especially present on one's home turf if...
