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Lyrics to Church Solo “It is Well”
I'm at Creative Arts Camp and the church solo was sung beautifully by blog reader Claire. It was so...
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Poetry is Where We Are Ourselves
Poetry is the human voice, and are we not of interest to each other?
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Heron Photos and Poem by Wendell Barry
I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great...
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Poem by Luci Shaw: Speechless
Whose scent, invisible, drowns you in opulence, and for which you can find nothing adequate to say.
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Lines from Wordsworth in Early Spring
The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air; And I must think
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Poem by Diane Ackerman: School Prayer
In the name of the daybreak and the eyelids of morning and the wayfaring moon and the night when it departs...
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A Poem by S’zanne Reynolds
Flames dance, embers fly, raindrops singe, the campfire cries. Howls rise up over the wind's refrain...