God speaks to me from hollow trees
God is filling your lungs / and you are in the middle of the story.
nature
Standing in Awe
What prayers do the trees offer to God, and will my prayers / be heard if my prayer shawl is folded away in a drawer?
My Skincare Routine
I wait all winter for my favorite lotion, sunlight, / Both serum and salve to every parched pore.
The One Who Sees
It’s been a long stretch of loneliness. / Life is a rougher texture / than I thought it would be, / full of disappointments, humblings
The Terratic Covenant
Grace Ahles and Hanna Beshai interpret the Noahic Covenants, focusing on Creation's engagement with the Earth.
Today
"Here, late, middle, age, / the trees mean more / and the sky means more / and some of the people / I need to patch up with are dead."
For the Tiny Spider Squashed Inside the Pages of Poems by Mary Oliver
Andrea Potos considers the fate of a spider smashed in a book of poems by a famous nature poet.
Detours of Intention
Tom Fate's latest, a travel memoir, is "Not only 'a journey into space,' as Nelle Morton once wrote, 'but a journey into presence.' Not tours, but unmarked detours. Detours of intention, which can be read two ways: sometimes I chose the route, but more often it chose me."
Every Day I Learn How the World Will End
"Weeding toward the garden’s edge / one morning, I put my hand / on a nest of fire ants."
Staging Creation
Reading this poem, let the syllables, as the act of Creation, roll over you. Abstract and concrete, emotional and rational, evocative and literal, consider with the poets all that was created those "first days."
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