Despite anti-union violence, the United Farm Workers persevere in organizing strawberry pickers.
When most people hear "Silicon Valley," words such as clean, pure, technologically developed, and high personal income usually come to mind.
Northern cardinal chips away at the blue light, singing for his mate. Sleepy-eyed houses nod and drop their shades into the dreams
There is a time when the operation of the machine becomes so odious, makes you so sick at heart, that you can't take part. You can't even passively take part....
It's 4:20 p.m. I'm standing over the Olympic soccer stadium in Sarajevo. From one goal post to the other are graves-headstones of various sizes and shapes, most unmarked.
IN MY AUGHT YEARS (that time before teen-dom), somebody in my family left a hamburger on the stove, which proceeded to catch afire.
If we could split ourselves like a crack in the cement (children's names written when wet a heart a flower a handprint) like that mystical bread (calloused hands holding
"Iam determined to die where I am. In the little house that I rent from good friends, overlooking the sea....We grow toward death.
Christmas came early this year, Lord, Not only in the singing of "Silent Night," but in the singing of "Nkosi Sikelel'i Africa" from the Parliament steps in Cape Town.
A tense, cautious hope for a peaceful future in Northern Ireland emerged with the cease-fire called on August 31 by the Irish Republican Army, ending its 25-year armed campaign against the Briti
"I am mooring my rowboat at the dock of the island called God." Anne Sexton The Awful Rowing Toward God
This is what the kingdom of God is like. A man scatters seed upon the ground. Night and day, whether he sleeps or gets up, the seed sprouts and grows, though he does not know how.