Angelic Armendariz, with her poem "Nonbeliever", gives readers a brief but poignant piece with three distinct stages in questioning faith, spirituality, and God.
Pablo Neruda wonders at the draw that pulls us in to the unknown, shifting ablutions that are the action of the sea and of water.
Gary Snyder's poem on the healing and enlightenment we need to find as a race in order to once again locate ourselves in earth's valleys and pastures.
Kelly Joslyn's quiet and simple poem Before the Hunt is a childhood reminiscence of her father. The child's early-morning attentiveness to her father extends to the dim lighting and the smell of the tangerine, like looking at an old Polaroid of something from childhood.
Written in the morning of the day he died, William Stafford's last poem rattles with augury gilded by a sense of acceptance.
In Tufas, Julia Park Tracey offers a simple and quiet poem focused on the landscape and nature, with a sense of tragidy that's only hinted at through her words.
What if you knew you'd be the last to touch someone? Ellen Bass draws us in to the brief moments of contact that fill our day and urges us to consider the fleeting nature of every life we meet.
Ellen Skilton's poem offers poignant words that touch on a universal feeling experienced by humanity in the wake of the COVID-19 pandemic - the sacredness of human interaction.
Laura Scahffer's haunting and lovely poem delves into the challenges of place and setting, flipping the theme of a bucolic idyll on its head.
Billy Collins runs with the folkloric notion that the dead are watching us and pushes the image all the way to a reverie of the departed 'rowing themselves slowly through eternity' in glass-bottomed boats.