There is a place to stand where you can see so many lights you forget you are one of them. — Naomi Shihab Nye
Peter Conners stunning prose poems are packed with keen sensitivity, dreaminess, and — Naomi Shihab Nye
I’m not interested in who suffered the most. I’m interested in people getting over it. — Naomi Shihab Nye
The thousands small birds of January in their smooth soaring cloud finding the trees. — Naomi Shihab Nye