Ursula Le Guin’s viral quote from her speech at the 2014 National Book Awards has become the mantra for the writing group I belong to: We will need writers who can remember freedom. For many Americans, last Wednesday morning felt like the end of freedom. I know it felt that way for me. I tried to […]
It’s been almost a year and a half since I began my obsession with Marie Howe‘s poetry. She has a way of revealing the emotional meaning of everyday moments and objects by focusing on their materiality. She doesn’t turn away from the ordinary in favor of the philosophical because the meaning is in the thing itself. The […]
That moment when you remember there is a highway leading away from here.
This new blog, this new life has been in the works for what seems like years now. And maybe it has been years, a lifetime even. At the start of each week for the past two months I would tell myself that this was the week. I would write my first post this week. Then […]