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

The roadsides where I took my walk were solid, / almost, in September flowers, mustard-colored / sprays, purple spikes, and, mostly, in penumbrae

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

On the grounds of the public school, there grows a young white pine tree. But it is not rooted in the ground; rather it springs from the fork in an old sugar maple.

The Fruits of our relationship with God.

Public Friends is a new program to develop and support Quaker public ministers in North America and around the world.

A roundup of some events Friends have organized recently.

Introduction to our August issue.

Dungeons & Dragons in the Quaker community.

Noticing when nature shows up in our spiritual lives.

The Lenape People, Quakers, and peace in the seventeenth century.

Learning to respond to racial and power conflicts in a Friends school business meeting.