"Solstice Koan" Why not trust the return of the light in the midst of a cold winter rainstorm? The shortest day becomes the longest, becomes the shortest again. The cold sun crouches on the moon’s furthest axis, awaiting the signal to warmth. "The Mold of Us" No longer a surprise, this unveiling. The … Continue reading Three More Poems by Leah Mueller
Academy of the Heart And Mind 