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Category: Poetry
Last Night the Rain Spoke to Me
Last night/ the rain/ spoke to me/ slowly, saying,/ what joy/ to come falling/ out of the brisk cloud,/ to be happy again/ in a new way/ on the earth!/ That’s what it said/ as it dropped,/ smelling of iron,/ and vanished/ like a dream of the ocean/...
read moreSmall Basket of Happiness
All whom we loved.In the quiet air livedthe happiness they had given.And would still give, if only.You would slow down a minute.You would bend.From Naomi Shihab Nye's "Small Basket of Happiness" An unexpected gift of moving is boxes. Yes, that's r...
read moreWeekly Wide-Awake: Reverence, Taught
Careful of stuck door, breath-held/ I lift heavy stacks of mother's precious china. From Reverence Taught — Sherry Shenoda This week I am thinking about reverence. In what ways are reverence and holy related? Is it possible to learn reverence? H...
read moreLove for a Song
Nature asks only that we notice—a sunrisehere—a sunset there. The surge, that overwhelming inex-plicable thing in a swallow’s joyous flight or the dawning ofnew light that melds heart and head into sensual soul in thatmoment of truly seeing—t...
read moreAbout Katie
From Louisville. Live in Atlanta. Curious by nature. Researcher by education. Writer by practice. Grateful heart by desire.
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