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Poem: “The Journey,” by Mary Oliver

Poem: “The Journey,” by Mary Oliver

One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice – – – though the whole house began to tremble and you felt the old tug at your ankles. ‘Mend my life!’ each voice cried. But you didn’t stop. You knew...
Poem: “Questionnaire,” by Wendell Berry

Poem: “Questionnaire,” by Wendell Berry

1. How much poison are you willing to eat for the success of the free market and global trade? Please name your preferred poisons. 2. For the sake of goodness, how much evil are you willing to do? Fill in the following blanks with the names of your favorite evils and...
Poem: “All of These People,” by Michael Longely

Poem: “All of These People,” by Michael Longely

Who was it who suggested that the opposite of war Is not so much peace as civilization? He knew Our assassinated Catholic greengrocer who died At Christmas in the arms of our Methodist minister, And our ice-cream man who continuing requiem Is the twenty-one flavours...
Poem: “Because I Make Mistakes,” by Gautam Sen

Poem: “Because I Make Mistakes,” by Gautam Sen

Because I make mistakes, Because sometimes I take the right turn When I’m supposed to take the left, Or the left turn When I’m supposed to take the right, Because sometimes I walk straight on When I’m supposed to stop, Or loiter when I should be walking on. It’s...
Poem: “The Voice,” by Shel Silverstein

Poem: “The Voice,” by Shel Silverstein

There is a voice inside of you that whispers all day long, ‘I feel that this is right for me, I know that this is wrong.’ No teacher, preacher, parent, friend or wise man can decide what’s right for you – just listen to the voice that speaks...
Poem: “For Citizenship,” by John O’Donohue

Poem: “For Citizenship,” by John O’Donohue

In these times when anger Is turned into anxiety And someone has stolen The horizons and the mountains, Our small emperors on parade Never expect our indifference To disturb their nakedness They keep their heads down And their eyes gleam with reflection From Aluminum...