This is not how it should be. Not, at any rate, what I would have it. I am sick. So sick. On a weekend. It started at about 11 on Friday night, not long after the last of my 9th grade students left our house and our end-of-year party, the party during which 22 out […]
Read moreThey’ve asked me to write them a poem, my boys have. In four-four time. And it will not, in fact, be so much of a poem as it will be song lyrics, lyrics written for the music they have already written during one of their music sessions in the basement. They are on their instruments […]
Read moreI am not good at the epistles. I am not. Those letters in the Bible there at the back of the New Testament– I am bad at these. They are long (some of them), they are not specifically addressed to me (though I realize that they are applicable to me and are therefore, by extension, […]
Read moreOh, Reader. Are you here at all? I’m not. Hardly ever, anyway. Not writing blog posts and scarcely reading them these days. I could offer up explanations and excuses, could go into what kind of writing I am doing these days or what I’m thinking about writing, anyway. I could tell you the story of […]
Read morefrom supper– a magnificent pork loin, straight out of Julia Child’s cookbook, and a salad of spinach and apples. from laundry– piles and piles and piles of it, clean and folded and waiting (still) for me to put away. from homework duty– though Everett had finished his and Emma Grace almost, but she would finish […]
Read moreFlush ice cubes down the toilet (as many as possible)Throw carrots out the window (preferably in the direction of the school)Place spoon under the mattress (the bigger, the better)Place a quarter under your pillow (heads up)Dance around a snowman candle (for as long and as wildly as possible)Wear your pajamas inside-out (no further explanation needed)Sleep […]
Read moreO the dragons are gonna fly tonightThey’re circling low and inside tonightIt’s another round in the losing fightOut along the great divide tonight We are aging soldiers in an ancient warSeeking out some half remembered shoreWe drink our fill and still we thirst for moreAsking if there’s no heaven what is this hunger for? Our […]
Read moreI woke the boys with a song yesterday morning. The Morning Song, in fact. You know it, don’t you? Good morning to you!Good morning to you!We’re all in our places with sunshiny facesand this is the wayto start a good day. That’s it. That, and a plain, sing-songy kind of melody which can become Oh-So-Annoying […]
Read moreLucas van Valckenborch’s painting Winter Landscape hangs in the Kunsthistorisches Museum in Vienna, Austria and also all over my coffee table. It’s been there for about five days now, and its over 500 loose pieces have been reduced to just over one hundred, I’m guessing. My progress has been slow but steady, and certainly slower […]
Read moreI’ve always loved reading aloud to my children. I began, in fact, when William was still in utero (yes, I was one of those mothers), but took it up in earnest when he was newborn and we were alone in the house together for hours at a time. Rather than watch mind-numbing television during those […]
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