Table Of ContentFrom Where Were
Standing
Dear Readers,
We lind ourselves, al every moment, observing Une world. Its abla choice we have, its not a con-
scious decision. 1 just is, Our stats as observers is neutral ~ itis neither negative nor positive ~ but
itdoes open for usa chwice,
‘We can choose is stand still exactly where we are in the world, take a good lonk around, and then
sake something oft. Thats what this years Quest cumtribytors bave done. Lhey have looked at the
-vorld from where they were slanding and they lold the story of that moment in stanzas, or stories,
or pictures.
‘Now Quest isin your hands, and the question we hope you are left with after reading is this: Where
are you slanding and whl do you see?
Sincerely,
Jenna Van Brugge, Nathan Reid-Welford, and Magdalaina ‘Ieeuwsen
Cover Phot
Semicalon Closed Bracket
Nathan Five
Contributors
Rowena Hobbs
Nathan Lise
(Carraugh Brouwer
Grace Constable
Magele Ford
Avigail Venema
‘Natalie Duncan
Zachary lowell
bby Ciena
Rebceea Versnis
‘Lrying to fil the ocean with stones Uniitled
Sa that 1 might walk on water Carrangh Brouwer
‘ne saline of my brow mts that of Une sea
[As T heave boulders into its depths
“Throbbing muscles, rushing blood
‘Mountains tuea ta pebbles sink us sand
Tost forever in this bottaraless casa
Anu T faint from thine
‘Sweet sumnec tain falls in pregnant drops
Reviving me From any slumber
‘Stony pillats breach the water’ surlace
Ae ifthe rocks T sowed lad heen tended
By some skilled undersea gardener
‘Who nourished them with sediment
‘he mature columns hear my weight
And U step out across the grew hive
Stars ive seen stars before
Maggie Ford obsionsly
most people have
and i've even seen stars
upnerth
or in other provinces
but ive wever seen stars like this
these stars are perfec
like ifyou were ta describe
aperleel starry night
‘you would describe the stars
right above our bane
could almost cont up
inside the litle dippee
‘or nsk to try on
‘rious belt
Daybreak
Avigall Venera
Hat on my back
Nathing but foemlessuess and heavy darke
Weighing am myheart
‘Numb eveu to this rmshing weight
tapped in my head
Imay as well be deel
Hecause theres no le in me
Dont knows how lang it goes on
Or if anything is evea yang on.
A Liny tremor ia the earth beneath
A broeze whispers by nay ear
{ve never felt anything besides the heaviness
hetire
‘stl, small voice breathes into me
the wind slags,
‘have formed you,
Thave named you.
Fear Not.
For Thave redeemed you
have called you by the name | gave you,
Your name is
Ming’
Thad never hurd a sound before
But now my heact screams,
“That ismy name!”
feel the ground shift beneath me
Tin gently pushed up,
Far over the fat hand ground
Alight- Une Sua says the wind ia my heart rises
sloswly
Twas bind to what sight as, But now L soe
1 see the strange things growing up beneath me
“Plans” my heastcxies,
| siLup slowly, rapped in life
Tim ying in a vibrant meadows
tbe Sun warms my noma sol
[New songs birds, T think. til through the air
As Lrise, | find Morning Glories bvisted in muy
hair
Acris the meadows, Uneaugh the dowers
‘Coming from the Sus radiance
Tree hire
ny heart remembers and sings,
“The path ofthe righteous i like the morning
son
shining ever beighter till the ful light of day”
1 dash toward hire, andl he smiles
avelaps me ina bug
Picks me up and spins me round
Dancing together, I whispes,
“Tam Yours
Took At The Birds
Abby Ciona
A response to Matthew 6:25-M4, Luke 12:22-31,
and | Samuel 31-10)
Listen to the birds
but [cant hear then
‘Use speckled wildflowers bloomaing in cracks of the
sidewalk. You sep over them every day to
school, but you're too hnrricd to Took down and see
them.
Lack around,
Ofcourse you cart, because when you're driving Look atthe ravens
‘on the highway, you're Boing too fast and
the cars ate 190 loud for you to hear the black.
birds in the farmers fields calling
‘CONK-a-REEEEEE and the song spactows
‘ring
Be al,
Consider the flowers
what doers?
ravens dant live around here
‘hey do, but you'e too busy to notice and dismiss
therm avorddinary crows. You dont natice
‘that dheyee bigger than ceowss and croaking and
clatiering their beaks as they fly over you.
Slow dova, Bay ateation,
peak, now Fn Histening,
Hooded Merganser
Abby Ciona
Waves
Grace Comstable
[Nach voice interrupted, "Dorothy?" As my sunburnt senses failed me, [struggled to see him get
into the drivers set, "I've got some work... Keep an eye on him for me, HEM cank if yom stay he said,
and pave mea wink. “Mayhe you could go to the beach later -T know you two lave to walk together,
Phas yom Trnow he could nse the company”
“What will se alk about?” I shouted as he drove away. could eae him laugh down the road
asthe 70s style curtains swayed inthe rear window af the van, Panl had talked to me— ahr his
dad, or anything really. When we walked, we just watched the waves. At dhe beach he would deaw as L
svar... [turned fo see him on the balcony. His eyes scemed softer fromm thar his sandy haie blown by
the wind
He seemed fred, “Tes a beantifal place” T twisted ts mimic his views my black har ished
with the movement. ‘Ihe city seemed to come out ofthe ocean, like debris left om its shore, ‘Ihe railings
creaked hchind me as he shifel ta leave. My slamach churned. Nale said
se screen door opened, “Are you hungry?" Paul asked, | svallowed, nodded, and caught his
smile holore he disappeared ilo the apartment, Tmaade ray way up,
‘Use kitchen light swung low inside his apartment. I tooka seat as he began to cook, He served
the supper in ceramic, and the low Hight glowed hetween our faves. Our leys nearly touched underneath
the two-person table, and | noticed is caution to avoid the collision, His gaze only reached mry lips
