April 10, 2009
The Beast by Theodore Roethke I came to a great door, Its lintel overhung With burr, bramble, and thorn; And when it swung, I saw A meadow, lush and green. And there a great beast played, A sportive, aimless one, A shred of bone its horn, And colloped round with fern. It looked at [...]
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March 6, 2009
Today is my best friend’s birthday. Yesterday her dog died. Beth and I do not share bad news by email. Sometimes it takes hours or days to share it by phone … just because we are too sad and crying our eyes out that we probably can’t talk without blubbering. Her dog died yesterday morning [...]
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