Poetry

Poetry

Dandelion Boy

The history tour ends / in the cemetery filled with headstones, Gay Norton Edelman
Poetry

First Meditation 

Lands, oceans of light open / the night where I learn to swim Laurinda Lind
Poetry

Knees

As children, we knelt to pray. Joints, cartilage, / bones, though new, though barely tested, Dora Dueck
Poetry

Monday Night in the Church Basement

frayed edges / of your bulging backpack / remind me that the perimeter Patricia Joslin
Poetry

Dogs on the Run

I hear my husband singing “Dogs on the Run,” / to the tune of “Band on the Run,” out in… Joyce Victor
Poetry

I Play Nostalgic Songs

I’m like Billy Joel, / playing nostalgic songs / that everyone knows— / I’m in a wheelchair Mark Tulin
Poetry

Kissing the Ground, Instead

Every school day morning of my childhood, / I pledged allegiance, my hand on my heart, Nancee Cline
Poetry

First Day Prayer

Come sit with me / You Who Will Not Be Hurried, Ellen M. Ross
Poetry

ER

Six pink foam rollers frame her face. / She is wearing comfortable shoes. Christie Taylor
A distant view of a lone figure walking away from the camera down a flat snow-covered road. Poetry

Early March

Everything rumored about March is true. / You brute month, you howling monster month.  Ellen June Wright
A young person stands with their back to the camera, leaning against a slatted fence and looking out over a large body of water (presumably an ocean, but maybe a big lake) at sunset (or sunrise). Poetry

Peter Wonders about Death and Other Stuff

Imagine what you would feel like / if you did not exist. Nancy Thomas
Poetry

Praying with Crow

I am often left / empty of words, / language is of little use. Derek Polzer
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