Been awhile! I think I’m heading toward a not-every-day schedule here – or at least, let’s say a less predictable schedule. We’ll see how it goes.
In the meantime, life goes on, the days lengthen, snow falls and melts, and who should be reappearing on the landscape but Mitt Romney! He’s starting to make the rounds, [...]
But first, a poem — because any collection of words that includes the phrase “the high arc of midsummer” deserves to be repeated today. (As pretty much always, this is from The Writers Almanac):
First Cutting
by Susie Patlove
(from Quickening)
What is the hayfield in late afternoon
that it can fly in the face of time,
and light can be [...]
