Poem: Urban Silence
Urban Silence Travis R. Marker I am not blind, I can see. The river runs, the fountains fall, The trees leaf out green, the Deer feed by the trail, but I Cannot hear. Five miles into the trail, I Read More …
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Urban Silence Travis R. Marker I am not blind, I can see. The river runs, the fountains fall, The trees leaf out green, the Deer feed by the trail, but I Cannot hear. Five miles into the trail, I Read More …
TUNING IN Kate Kirkland Thin. A petroglyph unfolding from a wall, he moves from the shuttle. His reverent first step contacts the soil with compassion. He treads cautiously hoping the soil’s surface scuffed by many will soon be restored. Canyon Read More …