Paul Christensen: Not All Roads Lead To The Banks
The word for temple in Latin is fane, and the market that stands before it is profane. And that word has come down to us as meaning anything other than the sacred, the dark side of human maneuvering and sleight-of-hand.
Video: John O’Donohue | Beanacht
And so may a slow
wind work these words
of love around you,
an invisible cloak
to mind your life.
Carolyn Miller: Sunset on the 38 Geary
Each face staring straight ahead, no one speaking,
each rider holding the day carefully, like an egg,
past the piroshki bakeries, past the restaurants
selling pho and bulgoki and Shanghai dumplings
and carnitas, past the Church of the Star of the Sea
James Crews: Small Moments
The world is not made only of sorrow
and heartbreak. Something always
slips through the gaps of a given day
Diana Raab: Lessons from My Grandmother
I was ten years old the morning I found my grandmother dead.