He’s here again— it must be thirty lambings since last I saw Him— a mewling, just-arrived babe folded in the protection of His mother’s arms— the night my husband urged me, though nearing my own confinement, to come and see. Angels, he said as we hurried beneath the stars, came with wondrous news of a [...]
The Shepherd’s Wife
by Andrea Stacy
The Sparrow’s Defense
by Andrea Stacy
I was obediently silent, my song shrouded for the night— well, one note, or perhaps two, loosed in response to the shafting moon and a brief volley, quite accidental, when the breeze swept by— But when dawn shivered against my breast, startling instinct, I shot my quiver high into the unsuspecting sky. What? Fault? Not [...]