There Never Was a Door was composed at Hokyoji, a Zen Practice Community in Minnesota. The passage to the abandoned shed without a door echoes Nicholas Trandahl's pilgrimage to the hidden Chapel as well as Shitou's Song of the Grass Roof Hermitage. There Was Never a DoorFor Dokai Minutes before the opening actof the play… Continue reading Bradley Samore – There Was Never a Door
Susan Cummins Miller's poem grew out of her interaction with the Sonoran Desert, and the many months she spent in solitude and contemplation at The Desert House of Prayer in Arizona.
Chris Alaimo's Lovely Kid is an expression of grief for the freedom and innocence through which we explore ourselves in exploring the world in childhood.
Pineapple Sage was written in David Rosenheim's 'postage-stamp-sized back garden, which he says, 'continues to unfold as a canvas for close inspection.'
The germ of the poem I Me Mine came to Matthew Kohut when he startled awake on a train that was passing through the area where he grew up.
Jennifer Hollis' poem sits on the threshold of motherhood, at the moment of transition when the personal and intimately known is sent out into a world keen to lay claim to it with a designation.
"While I often found the emergence from the dark of the tunnel shocking, as my eyes would adjust and I would look forward and skyward, I always found this image to be comforting, reassuring."
Clifford Venho's Forest of the Unsung, marks the magical transition in a rich and dark forest setting from night into a day that is like 'a book waiting to be read.'
This poem by Alaska-based poet Dan Branch is a reflection on the values and burdens of guilt.
Collateral Damage is part of poet Lyall Harris’ collection One-wingèd, an in-progress manuscript about hidden abuse and what it takes to break free.
