
Mountains of Silence
Fog and silence crawl along the landscape of wide plains and lonely trees. My eyes run through the hills to the singular trees standing out
Fog and silence crawl along the landscape of wide plains and lonely trees. My eyes run through the hills to the singular trees standing out
Editor’s Note: Volume 4 is finished, and we couldn’t be more excited to share it with you. Today we’re giving you a sneak peek into one
“Softly, calmly, immensity taps at your life.”– Jane Hirshfield, “Tree” I remember exactly where I was when I encountered poetry for the first time. I
How the ancient Christian discipline of active silence plays a role in the age of Twitter “Lord Jesus Christ have mercy on me, a sinner.”
When I called my friend Eduardo Santo for this interview on a Friday morning in September, I had just seen the news that a terror