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… I could feel it being painted within me

THIS MUCH I DO REMEMBER It was after dinner. You were talking to me across the table about something or other, a greyhound you had seen that day or a song you liked, and I was looking past you over your bare shoulder at the three oranges lying on the kitchen counter next to the […]

This is our story

Last week was the 6th grade musical.  The play was Shrek and Grace was the donkey (there were several).  She’s been going to rehearsal a lot and I’ve had to run to Target to buy her a black tee shirt and then a black tank top, but on the whole I had very little visibility […]

Two years ago

it feels impossible not to acknowledge today, the marathon, the memory of two years ago.  I wrote this then and the picture gives me goosebumps.  Grace looked big then but of course now she’s two years taller and older.  At the last visit to the doctor, 5’1″.  And she runs more now – in fact […]

what it means to live

“I don’t think poetry is based just on poetry; it is based on a thoroughly lived life. And so I couldn’t just decide I was going to write no matter what; I first had to find out what it means to live.” – Jane Hirschfield Thanks to my friend Kris for pointing me to this perfect […]

Insides and Outsides

I’ve written before about the perilous gulf between perception and reality, and about the dangerous assumptions people make about others (okay, fine, me) based on outsides. Outsides and insides are not the same. When I was much younger, and struggling in a difficult period, someone very dear to me expressed frustration and disbelief.  How I […]

The primacy of interiority

I often like David Brooks’ work, but I absolutely adored his piece The Moral Bucket list from this weekend’s New York Times. ABOUT once a month I run across a person who radiates an inner light. These people can be in any walk of life. They seem deeply good. They listen well. They make you […]

stirring everything it touches

I am a lake, my poem is an empty boat, and my life is the breeze that blows through the whole scene stirring everything it touches– the surface of the water, the limp sail, even the heavy, leafy trees along the shore. – Billy Collins (excerpt from My Life)

Things I Love Lately

Great Children’s Books Celebrating Science – We are a houseful of science- and book-lovers, and this wonderful list on Brain Pickings touches both.  It doesn’t include our current favorite, On a Beam of Light: A Story of Albert Einstein, but it’s a marvelous list nonetheless. Tweet, Memory – Many, many beautiful words have been written […]

Right Now

I really loved Stacey‘s post about Taking Stock (inspired by Tamara‘s) and thought I’d borrow her format here.  Imitation being the sincerest form of flattery, etc, right? It feels like we’re standing on the cusp of something, spring, perhaps, the turning towards a new season, and I want to mark it.  So, without further ado, […]

It’s all here

What scene would I want to be enveloped in more than this one, an ordinary night at the kitchen table, floral wallpaper pressing in, white cabinets full of glass, the telephone silent, a pen tilted back in my hand? It gives me time to think about all that is going on outside– leaves gathering in […]