Everywhere the earth is speaking.
In L.A. it opens and drags down whole buildings.
Here, in Vermont, the woods resound
with the crack of trees under ice. No one is safe:
cars have been sliding off the road on broken bridges,
on slick roads black with cold.
Poet Lynn Martin reads “Weather Is What She Has to Say”
Never Having Set Foot in the Meetinghouse by Yohannes “Knowledge” Johnson
What Does the Outside Say? by Brad Stocker
Faces of Addiction by Eric K. Hatch
Faithful Action on Climate Change by Lynn Fitz‐Hugh
Experiments with Worship by Elizabeth Claggett‐Borne
Holding Unite the Right to the Light by Debby Churchman