Poetry
Our Lady of the Rest Stop
Last time I saw her—no kidding— she was descending from a beat-up Winnebago in the…
Poetry, with its impossible-seeming combination of soft lens and precision, brings to our awareness that which might otherwise go unnoticed and unappreciated. May these poems open our hearts to the nuance and opportunity of each moment.
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