When it's over, I want to say: all my lifeI was a bride married to amazement.I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.-Mary Oliver ("When Death Comes")Despite not being a poetry person, when I heard these words after Monday evening's intense front- and back-bend-themed yoga class (yes, *ouch*), they stuck with me. Probably…
To sing this small but remarkable thing, one had absolutely--yes, absolutely--to have a full, genuine inspiration, a genuine passion or its full poetic assimilation. Otherwise the romance would not only fail altogether, but might even appear outrageous and all but something shameless: it would be impossible to show such intensity of passionate feeling without provoking…
Once upon a time there was a boy who lived in a house across the field from a girl who no longer exists. They made up a thousand games. She was Queen and he was King. In the autumn light, her hair shone like a crown. They collected the world in small handfuls. When the…
"You don't get tired of muffins, but you don't find inspiration in them."-George Bernard Shaw Let me begin by saying that George Bernard Shaw had no idea what he was talking about. Recently, I've been thinking--and a lot-- about muffins. I guess you could say it all started about three weeks ago when a friend…
Dining with Dostoevsky 