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Guest Post: A Poem for Mother’s Day
by Laura Riddle Parry I watch my mom cradle my newborn baby. She is so gentle, exquisitely gentle, as she lowers the babe from her shoulder to gaze into her eyes. She coos and rocks, rocks and coos....
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Guest Post — My Hands: A Triad of Poems
By Dianna Human Hands My hands Are the way they are For a lot of reasons. Short-fingered Because my dad’s genes. Veins that pop out Like my mom’s veins. Nails I’ve finally learned To not bite Most of...
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Book Review: The Tree at the Center by Kathryn Knight Sonntag
Kathryn Knight Sonntag’s collection of poems in The Tree at the Center explore the divine feminine through themes of nature, creation, joy, birth, and the center of things. Several of the poems are...
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Guest Post: Hands
“To Serve and Protect” sculpture after protests in Salt Lake City by Sarah Carter When I heard about the slaying of George Floyd, I thought about the community guilt we, especially we white US...
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Guest Post: Still
by N. Christensen We still love you, they said. Even though your countenance is dark We’re so sad for you. Was it pride or sin or did you choose offense? But we can still be friends. You’ve turned your...
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Dance With Me: 2020 WHO Year of the Nurse and the Midwife
Melody Newey Johnson /Photo by Kim Raff Guest Post by Melody Melody’s thirty-plus year nursing practice includes clinical management, epidemiology, cardiology, nephrology, oncology, and behavioral...
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A Blessing On Your House
“My dream Farm house” by Bindaas Madhavihttps://flic.kr/p/5CZGfN New Beginnings come in fall. To my friends: Divorcing ones rebuilding A blessing on your house – new or newly yours On those who stay...
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When Wandering is Seeking
When Wandering is Seeking Straight.Narrow. Do not veer! Photo by Waldemar Brandt on Unsplash But I cannot feel my Motherthrough the rigid asphalt. She is soft, colorful inviting. And forgiving when I...
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Guest Post: Mother’s Whisper
Can anyone see me? Here, me, tranquility You know my name Feminine divinity. I am the earth Renegade Steady, strong, and sure Mischievous, full of hearty laughter and mirth I am heaven Pure, Celestial...
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Why “Heavenly Parents” Isn’t Enough
Ever since I was a little girl, I lived in my grandparent’s home. My parents both lived there as well until they divorced when I was 15, and my dad moved out. It was not an in-law apartment kind of...
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