FJ Poetry: To have lived some of my lifetime / consonant with great souls…
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FJ Poetry: “Have you ever / met somebody / who carries silence / with them…”
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 […]