Christmas Day

But here a small boy says: “It snowed last year, too. I made a snowman and my brother knocked it down and I knocked my brother down and then we had tea.” “But that was not the same snow,” I say. “Our snow was not only shaken from white wash buckets down the sky, it [...]

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Forked lightning

Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. – Dylan Thomas, “Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night“ This verse seems particularly poignant to me this week, and I feel the need to share it with [...]

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Pausing to thank Dylan Thomas

Long ago, longer ago than I like to think it was, I was 18 and in my first year of college at the University of Chicago, out of my small town and in the city more-or-less on my own for the first time. Somehow, I no longer remember how, I discovered a great treasure in [...]

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