That it will never come againIs what makes life so sweet.Believing what we don’t believeDoes not exhilarate. That if it be, it be at bestAn ablative estate —This instigates an appetitePrecisely opposite. Yesterday was Emily Dickinson’s birthday (thanks for the reminder, J), so I am sharing this favorite with you. It’s not her […]
Eternal in its passing… I am spending this post-Thanksgiving dawn with Wendell Berry, via the newly published Art of Loading Brush. As always, there is a sense of stillness when reading Berry’s words, which is not to be confused with a sense of complacency, or even peace. It’s the kind of stillness that comes […]