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finding warmth in winter ice

Winter ice has encased my house. It hangs from my gutters like tinsel on a Christmas tree or stalactites in a cave, dripping in columns up to 10 feet long. Unless they melt away today I will be imprisoned. Last … Continue reading

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Emily, Max and Father Time: love you all

So I recently looked up my daughter on the website of State University of New York-Canton, the upstate New York school where she teaches. I wanted to see if she had a photo of herself in the faculty listing yet. … Continue reading

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in the last light of day, October 2012, 6:32 p.m.

In the last light of day On my tree-lined street The leaves are changing color The breeze is stirring them mysteriously And everything looks a little brighter Even as it fades away. Like the last few sips of wine in … Continue reading

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so long summer … well, not quite yet

Labor Day 2014: The air is warm and moist, with just enough occasional breeze to slightly stir my American flag. The undercurrent sounds of crickets, birds and a train whistle remind me I’m not working. But tomorrow I will be. … Continue reading

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the world is aflame, with war, flowers and sunsets

“You name it, the world is aflame,” a former national security aide recently told The New York Times. Calling the world “a very tangled mess,” Gary Samore said it’s more than your garden-variety complicated place for U.S. foreign policy. “What’s … Continue reading

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cool of the morning, God in his garden

It is the cool of a summer morning. Mid-July. My slippers are soaked from walking through dew-drenched grass to feed the birds, who now feast on the seed I poured them in Andrea’s backyard. A blue jay’s caw pierces the … Continue reading

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the miracle of flight: tiny bottles and brief intimacies

The guy sitting next to me on the flight to Des Moines was youngish, mid-20s probably. I couldn’t tell if he was friendly or not. I wasn’t feeling especially so. I decided to read for the two hours it would … Continue reading

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