We're in April, and Spring is catching up with us ! Over the past three months I have been inviting local poets to send me poems, usually in response to simple prompts. Here follows a selection of this work - such a variety of voices and subjects! Thank you, everyone who sent me such riches - I am publishing here just my own limited selection, with only one or two poems per person. Browse away ! I hope to extend our scope from here, recruit more poets, and try to keep up with weekly posts. So here, to begin, is my anthology: If I have missed anyone, my apologies -. What if we didn’t need to scintillate our dulled senses with spectacle – if ordinary miracles weren’t hidden at all, but offered: cathedrals of the forest, spires of pine and oak nearly transparent in the deepening dusk, such moments of wonder strung through our days like pearls, lit from within, waiting to be seen? --Peaco Todd - . Silent silence is thunde...