<html><head><meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body style="word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;" class=""><div class="">You are cordially invited to join us for a safely distanced outdoor poetry salon </div><div class=""><br class=""></div><div class=""><b class=""><font size="5" class="">The World Speaks</font></b><div class=""><br class=""></div><div class=""><br class=""></div><div class=""><br class=""></div><div class=""><div class="">Saturday, April 10</div><div class="">2:00 - 3:30 PM</div><div class=""><br class=""></div><div class="">at St. Stephen’s Episcopal Church on Robinson Road in Sebastopol</div><div class=""><br class=""></div><div class="">We will gather in the beautiful outdoor sanctuary to share poems and songs learned by heart and to</div><div class="">begin the re-weaving of our poetry community.</div><div class=""><br class=""></div><div class="">No need to RSVP or reserve a space this time. All are welcome.</div><div class="">However, since fixed seating is limited, you may want to bring a folding chair and/or cushion.</div><div class=""><br class=""></div><div class="">Please do wear a mask and maintain all pandemic safety protocols.</div><div class=""><div class=""><div dir="auto" class="" style="word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><span class="" style="color: rgb(16, 24, 32); font-family: Joanna, Georgia, serif; font-variant-ligatures: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2; background-color: rgb(249, 249, 243);"><div class="" style="font-size: 15px;"><span class="" style="font-variant-ligatures: normal;"><br class="Apple-interchange-newline"><br class=""></span></div><div class="" style="font-size: 15px;"><span class="" style="font-variant-ligatures: normal;"><br class=""></span></div><div class="" style="font-size: 15px;"><span class="" style="font-variant-ligatures: normal;"><br class=""></span></div></span></div></div></div></div><div class=""><br class="Apple-interchange-newline"><div style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;" class="">Earth Dweller</div><div style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; min-height: 22px;" class=""><br class=""></div><div style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;" class="">It was all the clods at once become</div><div style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;" class="">precious; it was the barn, and the shed,</div><div style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;" class="">and the windmill, my hands, the crack</div><div style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;" class="">Arlie made in the ax handle: oh, let me stay</div><div style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;" class="">here humbly, forgotten, to rejoice in it all;</div><div style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;" class="">let the sun casually rise and set.</div><div style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;" class="">If I have not found the right place,</div><div style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;" class="">teach me; for, somewhere inside the clods are</div><div style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;" class="">vaulted mansions, lines through the barn sing</div><div style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;" class="">for the saints forever, the shed and windmill</div><div style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;" class="">rear so glorious the sun shudders like a gong.</div><div style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; min-height: 22px;" class=""><br class=""></div><div style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;" class="">Now I know why people worship, carry around</div><div style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;" class="">magic emblems, wake up talking dreams</div><div style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;" class="">they teach to their children: the world speaks.</div><div style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;" class="">The world speaks everything to us.</div><div style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;" class="">It is our only friend.</div><div style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; min-height: 22px;" class=""><br class=""></div><div style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;" class=""> - William Stafford</div></div><div class=""><br class=""></div><div class=""><br class=""></div><div class=""><img apple-inline="yes" id="C21613C0-98D2-4B03-9570-72E9441F3C76" src="cid:AA1D808D-6919-4446-8487-A29E4A0948AA" class=""></div></div></body></html>