Poetry, Spring 2008

Journey

by Heather L. Harris Bergevin

We are watchmen for your safe passage; pacing at the harbor, readying for unloading, the bustle, the clatter exclamation, reunion. but for now, we, watchmen wait impatient knitting together our nets, our brows, our families, passersby. coming or going? they ask, and we smile. staying, continuing, watching, ever hoping, ever vigilant, until, with wind’s last [...]

Essays, Fall 2006

An Hour in the Life

by Heather L. Harris Bergevin

OUR FAMILY HAS BEEN TRYING to get to bed earlier. By this, of course, I mean that I, the Mama, want to get to bed earlier, and I want the children to get to bed earlier as well. So I have been trying. The children have been trying too—trying patience, trying sanity, but definitely not trying [...]

Poetry, Spring 2005

Cane Testimony: Jacob 4:5-8

by Heather L. Harris Bergevin

As I have many sisters, someday I shall have a daughter, (as you are all my sisters, and all my daughters) and she will look at me, with my three legs and one arm, raising her and her sisters to God, pointing their souls toward Christ, And say, Mama, how is it with your third [...]

Poetry, Spring 2005

Michigan Rainbow: Flight to the Sealing

by Heather L. Harris Bergevin

Far above Superior today I glimpsed our heaven married To the maiden Earth, and saw her slip onto her glistening finger that double wedding band; I thought: how little we can search from ground to sky only to see perchance one half of one beribboned band, much less two; ringing round rosie in all their [...]

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