In a Room With Five People, Six Griefs by Jane Hirshfield In a room with five people, six griefs. Some you will hear of, some not. Let the room hold them, their fears, their anger. Let there be walls and windows, a ceiling. A door through which time changer of everything can enter. […]
MoreIn spite of the name on the window, this cafe makes me sad. Laptop and thesaurus in hand, I had stopped by Jolly’s in northern Michigan the other day and found the door locked, the tables gone, and a sign on the door saying thanks for three great years. Jolly’s Cafe is […]
MoreI had dinner the other night with an Englishman who couldn’t grasp the idea of blogging. How do you make money? he asked me, and when I told him the blog doesn’t pay, he offered several suggestions to spruce up my “business” and start bringing in the big bucks. There may be no paycheck, […]
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