Poetry

When I returned Noe to the earth and she sent her staccato of sweetness up…

A normal day! Holding it in my hand this one last moment, I have come…

Dear love, what thing of all the things that be Is ever worth one thought…

In gratitude to K & G Stop moving. Stand in one place – this place….

I wanted to feel stillness so I went for a walk, watched the cobblestones pass…

Sometimes it just stuns you like an arrow flung from some angel’s wing. Sometimes it…

Once I would say “table,” and mean “table.” Once, I would say “broccoli” and mean…

After dinner, I try to digest kale and cauliflower in my longing to live longer,…

It’s not the day on the calendar that makes the New Year new, it’s when…

When the storms of life come bearing down threatening to lash you senseless, seek shelter….

The amaryllis bulb, dumb as dirt, inert, how can anything spring from this clod, this…

When I can no longer say thank you for this new day and the waking…

Poet James Crews is editing two new anthologies of poetry that center on gratefulness and…

There are names for what binds us: strong forces, weak forces. Look around, you can…

It’s all a farce,—these tales they tell About the breezes sighing, And moans astir o’er…

what if forgiving was easy? what if overcoming heartache was as simple as a long…

The grass seems lusher in the wet gray air, but less approachable now through a…

Shadows bloom and wilt across the patio, our new home sheds flakes of bright paint,…

Let us gather in a flourishing way with sunluz grains abriendo los cantos que cargamos…

Light in leaves in wind in sky. Bright October brings beauty to dead things and…