Barbara Crooker: Praise Songs for Autumn
Each day, we must learn
again how to love, between morning’s quick coffee
and evening’s slow return.
October 30, 2025 · 16 Comments
Jane McCafferty: In the Winter of 2025
Who is making time for you/ who knows/ time is clay/can be shaped/ into bowls/ placed on wooden tables/ under sky/ that is impossible/ to love/
February 9, 2025 · 9 Comments
Chard deNiord: River
lose then find yourself where self begins in emptiness
October 24, 2024 · 15 Comments
Barbara Crooker: In the Middle
Each day, we must learn
again how to love, between morning’s quick coffee
and evening’s slow return.
June 5, 2023 · 15 Comments
