Young Ravens Literary Review
Issue 8 Release!
Issue 8 Release!
Splendiferous thanks to our Contributors:
Ray Ball, Robert Beveridge,
Jeff Burt, Kevin Casey, Meg Freer, Parul Gupta,
Daanish Jamal, Michael Keshigian, Barbara A. Meier,
Gwendolyn Joyce Mintz, Maria Pascualy, Constantin Preda,
Judith Kelly Quaempts, Suzanne S. Rancourt, Wendy Schmidt,
Roberta Senechal de la Roche, Christ Stolle,
Emily Warzeniak, Jesse White,
and Andrea Wolper
Ray Ball, Robert Beveridge,
Jeff Burt, Kevin Casey, Meg Freer, Parul Gupta,
Daanish Jamal, Michael Keshigian, Barbara A. Meier,
Gwendolyn Joyce Mintz, Maria Pascualy, Constantin Preda,
Judith Kelly Quaempts, Suzanne S. Rancourt, Wendy Schmidt,
Roberta Senechal de la Roche, Christ Stolle,
Emily Warzeniak, Jesse White,
and Andrea Wolper
Introduction: Centering
In a world in a constant state of flux, how do we find our center? It might be in the busy hum of the bee sipping a hard day’s sweat from our skin, or even the gentle hiss of sprinklers.
Sometimes we lose the center as reality crashes into the circle of our being and overwhelms all we are. The accidental murder of another living creature, the agonizing loss of a cherished new child, life, death and change continually challenge our endurance.
At other times our center might take the form of a physical sanctuary, a memory, or the momentary chance for feet to reclaim a rainbow of shoes that once belonged to a beloved late mother.
Perhaps, in the end, the center lies in all the beautiful intangibles worth reaching for, worth marveling over even as we must, at length, let them go--
Sometimes we lose the center as reality crashes into the circle of our being and overwhelms all we are. The accidental murder of another living creature, the agonizing loss of a cherished new child, life, death and change continually challenge our endurance.
At other times our center might take the form of a physical sanctuary, a memory, or the momentary chance for feet to reclaim a rainbow of shoes that once belonged to a beloved late mother.
Perhaps, in the end, the center lies in all the beautiful intangibles worth reaching for, worth marveling over even as we must, at length, let them go--