Made for the world
We are made for the world. And so we will need to come to maturity in the world. To dream of an escape through epiphany, through rapture, through indifference t...
Category: Spirituality
Environment and the grace of a potato farmer
We rounded a gentle bend on the Manning Freeway and saw the line of cars stretching into the horizon. We were heading out to dig potatoes, a free offering by Go...
A question of place
What epic wind blows down through all our generations? What shadows borne, what delights long buried? What went on before us? What dreams remain undone? W...
What Were Their Dreams?
Sky Dancer said, These small poems are an approaching thunder that make me lonely and anxious. They break my heart, make it weep. Yet they mend me. I’m no...