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.