Rose Mary Boehm: The Matthew Passion
How I once cried with the crucified Christ,
how I suffered the agonized night of Gethsemane,
how I waved that palm leaf,
how I felt the betrayal of Judas
and the foreboding of the last supper.
William Butler Yeats: Easter, 1916
I have met them at close of day
Coming with vivid faces
From counter or desk among grey
Eighteenth-century houses.
Jodi Vandenberg-Daves: The Minneapolis protests recall a long lineage of women’s peace movements
We saw in Minneapolis what we’ve long seen in U.S. peace movements: Women bringing innovation, moral clarity, caregiving and an insistence on justice.
Jose Padua: What I Keep Coming Back To
watching her lean forward,
tilted like a bell about to ring,
to shake hands with the man
who always panhandled there
Stephen Prager: 100+ International Law Experts Say US Strikes on Iran Violate UN Charter, Could Be War Crimes
The US started a war despite “no imminent threat” from Iran and has since carried out widespread attacks against schools, hospitals, civilian homes, and energy facilities.
Elizabeth Bishop: A Cold Spring
Beneath the light, against your white front door,
the smallest moths, like Chinese fans,
flatten themselves, silver and silver-gilt
over pale yellow, orange, or gray.
Patricia A. Nugent: Missing Who I Was
This sign hit me hard today. I, too, miss who I was before…when I could watch the news, sleep at night, find time for creative expression. Feel unabashed joy.
Jianqing Zheng: Flamenco in Four Parts
Hands clapping, fingers snapping, heels clicking—the dancer in a red trumpet dress swirls in a flow of vitality, stomping the wooden floor to percuss the bargoers’ hearts.
Majid Naficy: The Persian New Year
When the Thirteenth Day comes
You’ll go with the flowing water
And speak to the sky and the earth
Of the beautiful moments of love.
Linda Parsons: The Other Side
To unlock my Akashic records, I speak my name three times to the psychic, echo the spell that flew Dorothy over the rainbow, farther still, home to sepia Kansas.
