Me to a roomful of high school students last week: “Raise a hand if you’ve lost someone you love to murder.” Every hand went up. Every hand. At least that’s how it looked to me, standing there. How do you make your way through something impossibly hard? That was the premise of our conversation, and the … Continue reading Poem of the Week, by Olav Hauge
Once, at a magic show held at night in a converted barn in rural New Hampshire, I watched a girl gasp in amazement as a happy young man in a cape pulled a rabbit from a hat, and then –somehow– made a bird in a cage disappear from the stage and reappear at the back … Continue reading Poem of the Week, by Maggie Smith
My dog is sleeping on the couch right now. We can read each other’s minds; before I get up from this table in a few minutes to go for a run, he will already have jumped down and trotted over to me, knowing I’m about to leave. When I return, he will be waiting at … Continue reading Poem of the Week, by Ada Limon
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