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Jan 19, 20231 min read
Psalm 133: Two Brothers
By Mark Watney Behold! How gladly22 it is how goodly23 it is when two brothers build together an earth-dwelling24 a hobbit-hole...
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Jan 8, 20231 min read
A Common Sparrow
by Lynn Glicklich Cohen To be deft means unleashing shackles of technique into a swarm of skill, pure abandonment of steps; you lift off...
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Oct 20, 20222 min read
A Girl in the P.O.
by Linda Mills Woolsey “Can I put the dollar in for you?” she asks. Her dark eyes shine like molasses in sunlight, her scraped-back hair...
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Sep 22, 20221 min read
Volatile Substances
by Linda Mills Woolsey For months we’ve been stirring and stirring strange thoughts, awash in a sea of angers, watching ideas swirl,...
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Aug 23, 20221 min read
The Girl Who Lives Next Door
by Mary Beth Hines The girl who lives next door watches the quiet backlit drama unfold from beneath the willow tree in Alonzo’s backyard....
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Aug 18, 20221 min read
When I Was Unable to Speak
by Matthew Miller Your silence is a gift. A sand partridge quivering and whistling. We furnish the path for ourselves, for now, giving...
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Aug 12, 20222 min read
Blue
by Linda Mills Woolsey When I consider the buzz of feeding on nectar, the bluebottle’s heady dazzle, azure to rival even the dragonfly’s,...
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Aug 8, 20221 min read
Swarm
by Catherine McGuire At first, the air, alive – you think chaff… gnats. But the single note from a thousand throats strums the...
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Aug 5, 20221 min read
The Warning
by Heather Kaufmann Manning Provincial Park, BC, July 2021 Luke 3:7-17 Dust billows at our every step our finger pads and nostrils ...
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Aug 3, 20221 min read
—Perichoresis—
by Ryan Keating A dance in medias res Our hands and feet together Cast identical shadows Of union and uniqueness In overlapping circles...
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Aug 1, 20221 min read
The Buck
by Johanna Caton The buck stood at the border of dark forest and meadow, looking toward the open space. Even a prodigy of evil big as a...
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Jun 5, 20221 min read
Vespers in Summer
by Susan Francino Rather weighed down by tone-deaf singing, the record of my own dead prayer, I emerge from the church —first to leave,...
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May 1, 20222 min read
Coma, Awakening
by Ken Meisel When the dream awakens & the sleeping coma is no longer present, the self finds an awakening – its love revelation – in the...
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Apr 24, 20221 min read
But Why Should He Warn Us of Everything?
by Laurie Klein Overnight, new toadstools shoulder through sodden grass the way sorrows emerge, one after another. Traveler, in a season...
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Apr 17, 20221 min read
Praise Song for Adverse Noise Conditions
by Violeta Garcia-Mendoza Praise the sirenwail, the barking that accompanies the fire whistle, that whips itself into howling for its own...
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Apr 10, 20222 min read
Holy Week
by Jenna K Funkhouser I. this is the night we walk backwards into blindness into silence this is the daybreak we bear unrecognized...
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Apr 3, 20221 min read
Oar
by Daniel Rattelle Fishing-drunk in the Connecticut and no miraculous catch, you row for home. What short thrusts from stern to bow you...
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Mar 27, 20221 min read
Vespers
by Laurie Klein In God’s backyard, roosting birds reawaken the old throes interred within us—personal heartland, tangled as any natural...
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Mar 20, 20221 min read
First Spring, 2021
by Andrew J. Calis Greens and blues, the yellow light turns red spreading itself across the floor of the chapel. And warms through the...
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Mar 13, 20221 min read
…But for the Grace of God
by Mary Redman For N.M You were fourteen and sullen that day I picked you up from cross country practice. We bickered, and I couldn’t...
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