I got the last copy of Colson Whitehead’s The Underground Railroad at B’s & N’s yesterday.
I remember meeting Miriam (Miri) Dunn in the earliest days of G+. She would pop into one of my threads with a diverse array of moods – quick-witted, humorful, biting, kind, intelligent, strong, thoughtful…far too numerous to list. We shared many… Read the full article
…is in the air for all things in the natural world, along with a veritable sprouting up of things musical, theatrical, poetical and artistic, into which I immerse and disappear, wrapping myself up within, and winding myself ’round their various… Read the full article
When I was in high school I knew nothing of poetry, except a schoolgirl’s frustration at not being able to answer…
0 degrees and another glorious sunrise, which began with deep orange-red, turned redder, faded to rose-pink, then pale yellow and lifted soon enough to a white light. Your sun, wherever you are, has been or will be the same, but… Read the full article
Forgetfulness: The name of the author is the first to go, followed obediently by the title, the plot, the heartbreaking conclusion, the entire novel, which suddenly becomes one you have never read, never even heard of. It is as if,… Read the full article
Stop what you’re doing, for just 3:23 minutes, and watch The Inner Net, a video of poet performance artist David Bowden making an impassioned case for paying attention and connection, yes, in part by reaching out to one another through… Read the full article
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