Registration for our January 8-13, 2024 Write Together session is in full swing. I’d love to see you in this one hour, twice-daily workshop in which we all quietly write together from a guided prompt. It’s a beautiful way to usher in the new year. 

I want all of it to stop. All the slaughter and blame and clamors to choose a side, choose a side, choose a side, as if choosing a side can somehow justify the slaughter of children. On our long walk today, my dog and I passed a baby tree that passersby have turned into a repository of lost mittens and gloves and scarves. They look so lonely without the people they belong to, hanging on the slender limbs as if they still hold out hope.

A Chair in Snow, by Jane Hirshfield

A chair in snow
should be
like any other object whited
& rounded

and yet a chair in snow is always sad

more than a bed
more than a hat or house
a chair is shaped for just one thing

to hold
a soul its quick and few bendable
hours

perhaps a king

not to hold snow
not to hold flowers

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