Poetry

Poetry

Girl Running

On my way to the gym / for gentle flow yoga / not a bit sure this is a good… Gay Norton Edelman
Poetry

Fall Morning Canticle

Hildegard said to me, / the light that I see / is not spatial / yet it is far brighter… Genevieve Chornenki
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We Pray For Children We Have Never Met

who live under bombs falling      children / nearby who have lost more than anyone Ellen June Wright
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A Perilous Quaker Marriage Proposal

On the day I proposed I first sat in silence / hoping words would rise from the garden paths Alexander Levering Kern
Poetry

Walking Flowers Home

The roadsides where I took my walk were solid, / almost, in September flowers, mustard-colored / sprays, purple spikes, and,… Donald Mace Williams
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A September Breakfast in the Piedmont

A grasshopper sat on my toaster today, / Looking puzzled yet nonchalant. Paul Murphy
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Sojourn

I am and am not Presbyterian, Unitarian, Quaker . . . Tammy Forner
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Driftless

They have discovered / the wreck of Amelia Earhart’s Electra, . . . John Minczeski
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Offer

Duct tape the lenses, put your glasses on. / Rope boat to boat beside a splintered bridge. Kristin Camitta Zimet
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A Query for Friend Fox

Did you ever laugh with joy, Friend, / at the beauty of God’s world, / the sheer extravaganza of it? Nancy L. Bieber
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Where Mothers Hung the Clothes

On a fall afternoon in my warm kitchen, I bake a frittata. / Fried onions, red potatoes, cream, cheddar, eggs Joyce Victor
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Watering the Crops

Tomatoes big as breasts, he brags, / raised in topsoil dung and peat. Gary Stein
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