“You may write me down in history / With your bitter, twisted lies, / You may trod me in the very dirt / But still, like dust, I'll rise." Published in 1978, Maya Angelou’s poem was a ...

It was God in those blue-gray mornings, then woman and man. Eden’s prayers wove through air: early, grateful Amens. This poem appears in the May 2023 issue. We would love to hear from you. Let us know ...