Opus 18 A house of yellow rain has fallen heavily on vast fields. What we do next depends upon too many possibilities, locked in a chest. This is why the world never gets anything done. Heat increases, clicking like a beetle. Death has taken all the pretty colors. When someone asks what time it is, do not look for a clock on the moon; answer, honestly: It is too […]
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Bobbi Sinha-Morey | Selected poems
Quiet Song In the hush of summer twilight the trees give off a sense of listening, the dust of August in their leaves. The sky stretches tight, a man- dorla of cloud around the sun, the air soft as quills on my skin. Dusk begins to undress, and, wrapped in the presence of a nude starry heaven, the nakedness of my spirit is touched by drops of purity, that I […]
Sojourner Kincaid Rolle | Honoring the sanctity of life
Conscious mothers know what gift they give the world; know what precious bundle they deliver. Others sometimes wonder what miracle creates a human being; long to understand what manifests a beating heart and comprehend what grand design defines our self. Now we follow the light toward quiet and gentle birth. In a world of chaos an oasis of serenity where order resides where love overwhelms. Here […]
John Allison | She kept what she thought would hurt the most
She told me about you for the first time today How it wasn’t her fault How you would have been eighteen this year How it was a natural pregnancy (as far as such a roller coaster ride ever can be called natural) But it just happened And you were gone. She told me about when she first felt she was going to make it when she could finally push […]
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