A poem of mine about the experience of centering prayer.
A poem that explores the experience of walking a labyrinth.
A poem about living in the tension of the "already, but not yet" this season.
This is what doomscrolling feels like to me. What about you?
How I'm finding God's beauty this year when so many Advent practices are off limits.
A poem in response to a new pandemic challenge: to write from the perspective of a familiar household object.
A found poem created from cut up magazine words/phrases.
My recent enchantment with the long poetic tradition surrounding the Jewish holidays Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur.
A poem about working at an abusive church.