This poem came about as a release of emotions after a particularly challenging week on duty. I wrote it while lying in bed, unable to sleep as the day's events kept whirling around my head. I suppose ...

You approach, and hear all that the Lord, our God, will say, and you speak to us all that the Lord, our God, will speak to you, and we will hear and do. Moses is the earplugs. He’s the right person ...

The work of the garden is never merely human work. The animals, insects and plants join in labor with the gardener, sometimes in harmony with human plans, but just as often thwarting or diverting them ...

Rep. Gwen Moore has a poem for the nation’s so-called job creators. By signing up, you confirm that you are over the age of 16 and agree to receive occasional promotional offers for programs that ...