Poetry

The Once Invisible Garden

by Laura Foley
How did I come to bethis particular version of me,and not some other, this morningof…
Poetry

Among the Endlessness

by Laura Foley
Of new spring leaves,maples in their budding greens,I sit on copper leaves of ash and…
Poetry

To See It

by Laura Foley
We need to separateto see the life we’ve made,to leave our housewhere someone waits, patiently,warm…
single oak leaf
Poetry

The Offering

by Laura Foley
These woods on the edges of a lake are settling now to winter darkness. Whatever…