Joy Comes in the Morning
A year of Covid-19 opened our lives and prayer even as it removed us from in-person gatherings. For J. Anderson, the Divine began to speak in life-changing ways.
nature
Snowdrops
Snowdrops are among the unexpected bursts of life we come upon in spring like an old friend.
Known
Nights when the blanket / fails the wind / raking oak and eave / an undercroft of quiet hangs / like vestments in a sacristy.
Humiliation, A Teacher
Yesterday’s humiliations have not taught me all / I need to know, have not finished their work.
The Rat
What is it we learn about ourselves as children-- in the life and death of other living things? Peter Spaulding's poem "The Rat" explores such a moment.
Say Yes to the Muse
I met my muse today, a red tulip / with cherry lips open to the sun, / a chalice of daylight held up / to my thirsty mouth.
Mark This Day
Writing gives us the chance to observe and record deeply, a form of communion. Mary Van Denend invites us to: "Mark this day" of hidden and revealed beauty.
Make Honey While the Sun Shines: Beekeeping in God’s Time
The bees taught me a new way to be in time. I knew how to march in time, but the honeybees showed me how to dance to the rhythms of nature in the city.
Now’d
the birds are louder now / we say / but no / (that’s so obverse of us)
The Face of Rock
In Larry Gavin's poem "The Face of Rock," he invites us to consider "The translation / of lightning into a tongue anyone can understand."
