Redwing by James Scott Smith, from the collection The Expanse of all Things Red Winged Blackbird sang of the expanse of all things, of the sacred emptiness of plain spaces. I walked beneath his melodic teaching three mornings as if I needed to hear it again and once...
Mystic by James Scott Smith, from the collection The Expanse of all Things If you are one the wild God wants for his own. If you are drawn into the silence, near the bottom, along the edges. If you have borne up under some great catechism and now are released...
