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Poem: Hands
“she showed me what she knew— / how to settle alongside lamplight / and fill my lap with skeins”
Poem: The Kind of May Day It Is
“If days were colors / I would name this one pink, / a pale pink like the rose quartz / pendant I wear,”
Poem: Mothershell
“I stand here now, gathering shells / whenever they appear. I hold them up / to my ears.”
Poem: Burren Messenger
“I kept turning to the horse, / erect in stillness and gravity / and a strange promise of balm,”
2020 May/June
The Way of the Soul
Inspired by Rumi’s poetry, deep curiosity, and a wish to learn more about Islam, Kate Green Tripp, a Santa Cruz-based editor and yoga teacher, traveled to Turkey.
Poem: A Ream of Paper
“It may be that poetry’s work is preparatory, like the work of the earthworms in garden soil.”
Poem: Falcon
“How close to human / must the breathed-in air come / before it develops a sense of shame or humor?”
Poem: Practice
“Poems soften fear’s fixities and despair’s immobility, return the heart-mind to openness and the possibility for change that come with the knowledge of interconnection and shared fate.”
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