In Matthew Kohut's "Letter to St. John of the Cross", nine concise lines are illuminated with unity, to the canticle of "i dissolving".
BY ELIZABETH BLUE The car that had been broken into wasn't mine. It wasn't his, either. Technically it belonged to his girlfriend – his primary partner of fifteen years.
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.
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.