Facts about the Moon: Dorianne Laux’s Stunning Poem about Bearing Our Human
Losses When Even the Moon Is Leaving Us
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“Hearing the rising tide,” Rachel Carson wrote in her poetic meditation on
the ocean and the meaning of life, “there are echoes of past and future: of
the ...
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I was busily escaping into writing with my head down very close to the plane of the earth when the order list was issued:
1. Dust!
2. Sort out some of that junk; and...
3. Dust!!
Your list is like our list. Christmas cards -- ack! I've been asked by friends to write a column for their local advertiser-supported magazine. They needed assistance so I said yes. I can't imagine why. I'd like the list to get smaller. Dust -- right. I did some of that this morning, but dust never sleeps. Curtis
Oh, I say yes too often, to things like that. They never sound that bad, but then you have to write them . . . And Christmas cards are . . . Let's just say I'd rather dust.
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