Late Hours by Lisel Mueller On summer nights the world moves within earshot on the interstate with its swish and growl, an occasional siren that sends chills through us. Sometimes, on clear, still nights, voices float into our bedroom, lunar and fragmented, as if the sky had let them go long before our […]
MoreIn 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. […]
MoreBlow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind by William Shakespeare Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man’s ingratitude; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude. Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly: Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly: Then, heigh-ho, […]
MoreI’m still a schoolgirl when it comes to summer’s end. I dread the fall. Pumpkins and football games make me anxious. Give me hot, humid weather, a little body odor, and a good book every time. Speaking of good books, there’s still a few weeks to enjoy summer reading. On a friend’s recommendation, I’ve […]
MoreCould Have by Wislawa Szymborska It could have happened. It had to happen. It happened earlier. Later. Nearer. Farther off. It happened, but not to you. You were saved because you were the first. You were saved because you were the last. Alone. With others. On the right. The left. Because it was […]
MoreThe other night I made a discovery at the library. It was the most excited I’d been at the library since I got a $25 fine waived by a sympathetic clerk who had no knowledge of my shameful history of overdue books. My heart was pumping happily along as the discovery unfolded before me, until […]
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