New York City poet Rose DeMaris has given readers a work a elegance and solitude, at times desolate, at times sensuous, at times hopeful and verdant, and at times lonely and self-sufficient.
May Sarton's Journal of a Solitude is the upshot of a journey into herself, into simplification and self-examination.
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Martine van Bijlert's poem, this life we built, is a snapshot of domesticity and contentment, but with a tense uncertainty of the future.
Eugene Platt's September Poem is a story of squandered romance, set against the backdrop of autumn's arrival.
Robert Frost's sad and somber poem reads like a reminiscence told by a survivor of a period of bleakness so deep that it was something to be hidden
Henri Nouwen wrote that when we can be with our own loneliness, we can begin to understand the suffering that underlies all of humanity.
Amy-Sarah Marshall's poem 'Shelled' touches on feelings of loss and remembrance through a minimal and pared-down verse.
'We Are Listening' is steeped in a sense of wonder at the scale of the universe, coupled with a tenderness towards the fragility of life.
Wild Geese runs like an exhalation, beginning with a lifting of the weight of religious culpability - in the prairies and the deep trees, there is no onus to be good nor to string oneself out in repentance.