Sunday Notes

Yesterday, Karl and I went to The Salvation Army Family Store in Sheboygan, Wisconsin.  We bought two small books to add to my collection of devotional books from thrift stores.


The Fall 2017 Time Of Singing, edited by Lora Homan Zill, arrived yesterday.

Sample Poems by E. Edgar Hix, Lora Zill, and Charles A. Wauaman can be read on the poems page at the TOS site, along with poems by Elizabeth Howard and Marsha Hood.

Audrey Stallsmith is Webmaster.

Time Of Singing was founded in 1958 by Dr. Benjamin P. Browne.


Ash Tree 2017 – Ellen Grace Olinger


Time Of Singing: A Journal Of Christian Poetry

I am reading the Spring 2017 issue of Time Of Singing: A Journal Of Christian Poetry.  Lora Homan Zill is Editor.  Contributing Editors for this issue are Cleo Griffith and Violet Nesdoly.  Photos in the issue are by Patricia Jackson Conway.

Time Of Singing is a print journal.  I have shared TOS with others over the years, and continue to receive notes of appreciation.

My mother wrote page numbers on the covers, to note publications of my poems.  I have these issues now, and they are special remembrances of my mother’s encouragement.

Poetry is a gift that is appreciated and grows in meaning over time.

You can read more at the TOS site.  Audrey Stallsmith is Webmaster.

Each issue is a work of art.  Thought it would be good to write a post for National Poetry Month.

Sunday Blessings

The Summer 2015 issue of Time Of Singing, A Journal Of Christian Poetry was in the mail this week. This small press literary journal is international.  Lora Homan Zill, Editor, also mentions that “TOS is sent to prison inmates, libraries and church libraries.”  TOS is published by Wind & Water Press.

I’ve mentioned that the large print book from Quiet Christmas Poetry is for sale on the TOS books page.  The first book listed is Welcoming Hope: Poems for those in need (2007, Elin Grace Publishing).  This is an anthology, with poems by several poets, and illustrated by Charles A. Waugaman.  It feels as new as the day we first published the book.


With all the wonderful fruit for sale in the stores these days, I thought I’d reprint this poem, by Charles A. Waugaman, from Welcoming Hope.  All proceeds from both books benefit the good work of TOS, which was founded by Dr. Benjamin P. Browne in 1958.  Audrey Stallsmith is the Webmaster for the TOS website.


Like truth out of living
I salvage blueberries, one by one,
From the tangled mat of the meadow.
Small as they are,
The grasses fight for them,
Vetch maneuvers in camouflage,
And wild rose claws at my wrists.
Birds spy from the hedgerow
And sing indifferent melodies
Hoping to lure me away
From their succulent repast.
Why this surprising demand?
Blueberries are wealth:
They are something of sun
And something of soil;
They are sky and wildness;
Beauty and wine,
Winnowed from weedy worthlessness,
Blueberries glow in my palm
As welcome … as hope.

By Charles A. Waugaman (1932 – 2010), all rights reserved.

Post updated on August 15, 2015