Poem: “When Great Trees Fall,” by Maya Angelou

Poem: “When Great Trees Fall,” by Maya Angelou

When great trees fall, rocks on distant hills shudder, lions hunker down in tall grasses, and even elephants lumber after safety. When great trees fall in forests, small things recoil into silence, their senses eroded beyond fear. When great souls die, the air around...
Happy Birthday To . . . Paul & Phyllis

Happy Birthday To . . . Paul & Phyllis

August 3, 1858 Paul Sabatier “Theories cannot claim to be indestructible. They are only the plough which the ploughman uses to draw his furrow and which he has every right to discard for another one, of improved design, after the harvest.” August 3, 1920...
POEM: “I Confess,” by Alison Luterman

POEM: “I Confess,” by Alison Luterman

I stalked her in the grocery store: her crown of snowy braids held in place by a great silver clip, her erect bearing, radiating tenderness,watching the way she placed yogurt and avocados in her basket, beaming peace like the North Star. I wanted to ask, “What...