FJ Poetry: “Have you ever / met somebody / who carries silence / with them…”
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FJ Poetry: “The road continues up the hill / paved, winding through hot trees…”
FJ Poetry: “All rise!” / Judge enters the court, robe trailing / Eyes downcast
FJ Poetry: I see you there in the new snow / Barefoot, afire with the Lord,
Jane Yolen lives in Hatfield, Mass.
Posted in: Poetry, Racially Diverse Society of Friends (January 2019)
FJ Poetry: It was a nocturnal birth / Without darkness.
FJ Poetry: Day’s end, most chores done, some chores not.
FJ Poetry: “Mean cheese bread / snuggly sandwiched into bags”
FJ Poetry: “If I had grown in some generous place—”
Noda—Grace Kyoko Noda, 98, on March 14, 2018, at her home in Davis, Calif., peacefully. Grace was born on January […]
FJ Poetry: “It was easy to judge those Jane Austen ladies / languishing all afternoon over embroidery”
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What Does the Outside Say? by Brad Stocker
Faces of Addiction by Eric K. Hatch
Faithful Action on Climate Change by Lynn Fitz‐Hugh
Experiments with Worship by Elizabeth Claggett‐Borne
Holding Unite the Right to the Light by Debby Churchman