The haiku returns, chastened
Snow in the late February yard is brighter at dusk
Snow in the late February yard is brighter at dusk
The smartest thing I did on Tuesday was read poems by Tomas Tranströmer. It was an accident that kept me breathing. The smartest thing I did this morning was read poems by Jean Valentine. Here’s one: Friend Friend I need your hand every morning but anger and beauty and hope these roses make […]
I just need you to know that I love this podcast, hosted by Jenna Wortham and Wesley Morris, two smart people with interesting friends, expansive minds, and genuine friend-chemistry between them. They’re not afraid to be goofy, but there’s a minimum of in-jokey pod-chatter. They’re not afraid to get deeply analytical, but they don’t showboat. […]
We were unable to attend the Women’s March on Washington, but my daughter wanted to make a sign anyway. The sign says: “If you mess with one of us, you mess with all of us.” On a completely unrelated note, we were discussing creative ways to curse someone, and my son suggested “dirty slimy lice […]
Much of the humor in my household is based on intentional mis-hearings or re-orderings of phrases. So, for example, we were listening to the Hamilton soundtrack, and Aaron Burr was telling Hamilton that “fools who run their mouths off wind up dead,” and my kids translated it as “fools who cuddle penguins wind up dead.” […]
You haven’t heard a peep from me in a long while.