“Where We Once Belonged” and Three More Poems, by Stephanie Unger

Stephanie Unger is a writer who lives in Buffalo, NY. She has studied poetry at workshops led by Martha Heyneman and others at the Rochester Folk Art Guild in the Finger Lakes Region of New York State.

The Middle Ground, by William Segal

There is a middle ground, a basic Reality embracing self and Self. It may be called my true nature. To discover what
prevents me from the experience of it, I have only to look at myself, just as I am. […]

Three Poems by Stephanie Unger

Stephanie Unger is a writer who lives in Buffalo, NY. She has studied poetry at workshops led by Martha Heyneman and others at the Rochester Folk Art Guild in the Finger Lakes Region of New York State.

Hands, by Robinson Jeffers

Inside a cave in a narrow canyon near Tassajara
The vault of rock is painted with hands,
A multitude of hands in the twilight, a cloud of men’s
palms, no more,
No other picture. […]

Helen Keller, by Langston Hughes

She,
In the dark,
Found light
Brighter than many ever see. […]

The Prayer of Saint Francis

Lord, make us instruments of your peace. Where there is hatred, let us sow love; Where there is injury, pardon; Where there is discord, union; Where there is doubt, faith; Where there is despair, hope; Where there is darkness, light; Where there is sadness, joy. Grant that we may not so much seek to be…

Waken, Valkyrie!, by Richard Wagner

Waken, Wala!
Wala! Awake!
From thy long sleep,
Slumberer, wake at my call! […]

When I Was Young The Silk, by A. R. Ammons

When I was young the silk
of my mind
hard as a peony head […]

Søren Kierkegaard on Silence and Prayer

As my prayer become more attentive and inward
I had less and less to say.
I finally became completely silent. […]

Like Snow, by Wendell Berry

Suppose we did our work
like the snow, quietly, quietly.
leaving nothing out.
—Wendell Berry