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The Unfettered Canticle of Trees Still for a moment the church bells pealing the ancient canonical hours. Still the lyric call of the muezzin. Silence the Shacharit, the Mincha, the Arvit. Stay the wheels and the flying flags. Let nature’s prayer alone reverberate in the unfettered canticle of trees. – Jamie Dedes Notes: Opportunity Knocks replaces Sunday Announcements.   Links to articles, events and news of interest to poets and writers are regularly published on… Read More

“Ah, love, let us be true To one another! for the world, which seems To lie before us like a land of dreams, So various, so beautiful, so new, Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light, Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain; And we are here as on a darkling plain Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight, Where ignorant armies clash by night.” Matthew Arnold, Dover Beach… Read More

The year we shaped our lives in the redwood forest, you brought a wounded salamander inside to heal. We gathered woodsy things, thistles and pinecones. We made rose-hip syrup, dried the last of the herbs. I decorated the cabin in an ensemble of earth tones, a spicy blend to match the fires you built in the hearth and the scent of the East in the ma’amoul baking. Our seasonal hibernation was swathed… Read More

The Sun Is In Love With Me what a morning, good morning burst of apricot, showering light drizzling glee, a child’s laughter if I had to live for just one day it would be this one, morning-glory nodding her bright-eyed blue head and i know, there’s no such thing no such thing as a death star there’s only life, over hill and field shining into windows, on warm grass Look! the daisies… Read More