Seems like everyone I know is buzzing about Theo of Golden by Allen Levi or The Correspondent by Virginia Evans. They’re on my list! But…
Last week’s foray into German words for post-Christmas feelings made me go hunting for a book I had half-forgotten, The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows….
I took the ornaments off the tree and put them on the glass-top table in the sunroom. I felt ineffably sad doing so. The ornaments…
I’m starting the new year with this question in mind. Oliver Burkeman, in Meditations for Mortals, suggests it as an approach to just about everything….
Mary Oliver shows me the way. Where Does the Temple Begin, Where Does it End? There are things you can’t reach. But you can reach…
Here’s a terrific non-traditional holiday read for you or someone on your gift list: The Tragedy of True Crime: Four Guilty Men and the Stories…
We don’t really know anyone else’s heart or mind. Or what they might be capable of. We know this – right? – if we’ve lived…
The language is not hard to understand – not difficult at all – the ground says I will catch you if you – when you…
The poet Jane Hirshfield recently came to my attention. Imagine Mary Oliver with an edge, steel in her veins. I’m most of the way through…