Winter 2015 - Final Contributors: Ben Coon (story); Donna M. Davis (poems); Heath Brougher (poem); Joan McNerney (poem); John Grey (poem); Lorna Pominville (poems); Norma West Linder (poem); Paul Davis (poem); Sara Etgen-Baker (story); Teresa Karlinski (story); Yuan Changming (poem)



Here is a perfect halcyon-type poem that gave me the feeling described above. Note the word choices:

         Psalm to My Beloved 
          by Eunice Tietjens (1884-1944)

          Lo, I have opened unto you the wide gates of my being
          and like a tide, you have flowed into me.
          The innermost recesses of my spirit are full of you,
          and all the channels of my soul are grown sweet with your presence.
          For you have brought me peace
          the peace of great tranquil waters, and the quiet of the summer sea.
          Your hands are filled with peace as the noontide is filled with light;
          about your head is bound the eternal quiet of the stars,
          and in your heart dwells the calm miracle of twilight.
          I am utterly content.
          In all my spirit is no ripple of unrest,
          for I have opened unto you wide the gates of my being
          and like a tide, you have flowed into me.

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