All My Relations
“The participants in a ceremony say, “All my relations” before and after we pray; those words create…
“She walks in beauty, like the nightOf cloudless climes and starry skies;And all that’s best of dark…
High winds shake the ponderosas. Golden pollen pours from male cones. Thunder growls above lava fields. Skies…
Across the world, hospital nurses are putting their lives on the line for people suffering and dying…
Canyon Wren song rainbows the morning in a falling arc of three-second beauty, the fluted notes slowing…
Are you thinking about water as much as I am? Turning on the spigot and placing my hands…
Italians are singing from the balconies like birds chorusing springtime renewal. As we, too, face the likelihood…
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