Poetry Why Are You Standing There, Looking at the Sky (Acts 1:11) by Edda Hackl Someone says “Good-bye” and disappears behind doors or fades into the distance in a train…
Poetry Disruption by Edda Hackl Life was following its own sacred rhythm, when, suddenly, an accident interrupted the flow, changing…
Poetry If You Pull Up the Weeds… by Edda Hackl “If you pull up the weeds you might uproot the wheat along with them." ~…
