Issue 31: Always, We Begin Again2014 Poetry PrizeSpring Retreats

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Review: Asaph by Loud Harp

Review: Asaph by Loud Harp

Movement. Over oceans and over states lines. Airplanes in the sky and hitchhikers on the shoulder. Movement in our hearts and the movement of our feet. The bus to get across town and the train to get out of it. Towards or away. The road and the path. Travel and sojourn. We’ve all heard there’s somewhere we ought to be – on our own or with other pilgrims. Read More »

Everybody Has a Hatchet

Everybody Has a Hatchet

Jessica’s kitchen is warm and inviting with its buttery colored walls and clear countertops. At her birthday party this year, three of us stood in a semi circle talking: Jessica, her neighbor and myself. Jessica took a moment to explain to her neighbor how she and I knew one another, and it was then that she told the story of the first time her family came to our house for dinner.  We had just asked Jessica and her husband to act as godparents to our son, Chester who was being baptized in the Eastern Orthodox tradition. Read More »

Peace at the Bottom of an Exhale

Peace at the Bottom of an Exhale

Now I wear this coat,
silently making myself

all over again, shaped into
a figure beside the red water,
watching the sun rise, the green

coat over my shoulders, hearing
each step confirm my place…

—”Overcoat” by V.P. Loggins in Ruminate issue 28

When I was in college I had a friend who used the word “peace” in a way that annoyed me. Read More »

Is Resistance Futile?

Is Resistance Futile?

Enter 1990. If you were around, and into sci fi during this year, it’s likely you were watching Star Trek “The Next Generation”, and were both fascinated and terrified by the Borg. Maybe the Borg were a commentary on Imperialism or a metaphor for manifest destiny. But when Captain Picard dropped the “Resistance is Futile” bomb, the anxiety it illuminated was the human relationship to technology. Read More »

You Already Know The Ending

You Already Know The Ending

Many years ago, a mentor once told me that writing was a kind of boomerang. “Words have a way of circling back,” she said. “The words you put out into the world will come back to you tenfold—sometimes that’s a kick in the face, and sometimes that’s incredible karmic love.” While I had some inkling of what she was talking about in a newbie writer kind of way, it was not until I fell ill with a severe illness that her observation was eerily relevant and became the tether that saved my life. Read More »

A Poem that Desires: Changing the Secular/Sacred Conversation

A Poem that Desires: Changing the Secular/Sacred Conversation

Last month, along with 12,000 or so other writers, I attended AWP in Seattle, WA—an annual conference that draws poets, editors, prose writers, and agents from all over the world. One thing I was pleasantly surprised by this year was the overwhelming representation of “writers of faith.” Several magazines, including Ruminate, were addressing questions of faith—the sacred, the spiritual, whatever you want to call it— Read More »