How Each Day Is a Holy Place
Coffee House Poets They like to write where people are. They like a little noise with their silence. They want...
Coffee House Poets They like to write where people are. They like a little noise with their silence. They want...
ALL MY BODY CALLS All my body calls for something in this sleeping earth we call the spirit. But how...
What the River Says, I Say Selections from a series giving voice to the spirit of place along the Methow...
Beloved Is Where We Begin - Jan Richardson https://www.afirstsip.com/2021/02/beloved-is-where-we-begin.html When I Am Among the Trees - Mary Oliver https://intrinsicheart.com/when-i-am-among-the-trees/ Rainer...
The Sea I need the sea because it teaches me. I don’t know if I learn music or awareness, if...
I Love You by Nâzım Hikmet I love you like dipping bread into salt and eating Like waking up at...
FROM THE MOUNTAIN From the mountain, the earth stood revealed, not only by its beckoning and endless forms, not only...
Under a sky the color of pea soup she is looking at her work growing away there actively, thickly like...
Emanation (aka It All Moves) – William Stafford https://beautywelove.blogspot.com/2022/12/it-all-moves.html Eve, Afterwards – Patricia Monaghan (from her book, Sanctuary) The poem...
When I am among the trees, especially the willows and the honey locust, equally the beech, the oaks and the...
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