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Poetry

Poetry

Way Will Open

Way will open.As we learn to live with this pandemic.Our hearts broken.Our vulnerability exposed. Grief,   Anger,     Sadness, Me, myself and IWho am I?Within… Susan Greenler Stoughton, Wis.
Poetry

The Garden of COVID

In your garden, getting lostin lilac coneflowers, minglingwith the bees and hummers,your grin another bloom. I move out of the… Caroline Johnson
Poetry

Distance from the Storm

Clean mask in hand, I stand and look across the yard.Warren works the garden, scratching down a dusty row.From a… David Milley
Poetry

Three Poems

Test Results You’re negative.Are you sure?I’m positive. normalcy in chaos hearing her harping on all that’s changedsince this virus struckmakes me… Carl "Papa" Palmer
Poetry

Repair

When a treasured tea bowl shattered,the kintsugi master glued the fragmentswith a paste of lacquer mixed with powdered gold.The lacquer… Richard Schiffman
Poetry

From the Journal of Abial Folger (19th C)

This daysixteen yearsagoI stepped my feeton Welsh land and a grievousdayit was to me All the companywho were sointimate   … Christopher Snook
Poetry

Raised Bed

“Everyone thought I’d be the first to go”He said through a little gadget the size of his old Lucky’s. It… Geoff Knowlton
Poetry

These Days

These days I mostly want to be quiet.Except when I don’t.What I’m saying is I want to choose.At the same… Linda Chidsey
Poetry

Farm Market Encounter

I stumble,spill strawberries across asphalt. You kneel without a word,hands bearing sweetness into mine,sun radiant around your dark head. You… Laura Grace Weldon
Poetry

The Small Notches

An entire week and I finally rubbedthe last of the price tag’s sticky residuefrom the coffee mug I bought off… Steven Ray Smith
Poetry

Invitation and Reply

(for Ted Herman) Come along with me,His eyes on mine invite. I’m sorry; I don’t think; I mean,those shoes you… Nancy L. Bieber
Poetry

Here Am I, Lord, Send Me

for my grandmother, Miriam Lindsey Levering (1913-1991) Blue light a nimbus from the TV, she’s listeningto the darkness delivering news… Alexander Levering
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