poem
- By Alan HarnackMarch 11, 2026Once again, we’ve grabbed our guns, and sent our daughters, and our sons, to a place where wars, are never won; ALL IN THE NAME OF OIL. Venezuela and Iran, are full of oil, so, what do we do, we bomb their soil. The ground below, will begin to boil, ALL IN THE NAME OF OIL. We break up families, we break up friends; the split to our country, may never end. Will it…
- By Pastor Josh Hayden, Living Rock Church, LuverneDecember 04, 2024Death seems to be the loudest frequency these days, Something that you can’t turn off or change. With the passing of two beloved people, only a couple days apart, It’s a frequency that seems to produce so much pain in my heart. The feeling of joy for them is overwhelming in our souls To know they are free, healed and forever whole. They suffered longer than we knew or could imagine, But…
By Mavis FodnessFebruary 21, 2024When sled dog racers gather next week for the 2024 Iditarod mushers banquet, a Luverne student’s poem will be front and center. Sixth-grader Inge Gangestad’s words will be used as encouragement for the 40 mushers participating in this year’s 975-mile race from Willow, Alaska, to Nome, Alaska. “I was so touched by the writing you sent for the Trail Mail project,” said Jane Holmes, Iditarod…- December 21, 2020To the Editor: ‘Onto the new fallen snow’ A story was told to me, one day how some birds in a blizzard, had lost their way. It was very cold, and snowing outside, and the birds wanted in, before they died. A man was home alone, counting his worth. While his family were in church, celebrating Christ’s birth. He didn’t see the need, to join his children and wife, for this was just another,…
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