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I found this video on Irina’s blog. You can read more about the movement on her pages.
I found the video touched me. And it brought tears to my eyes.
Then it made me think.
I’ve often wondered, while going through my day, if the things I say, the things I [...]
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So, what is it about the tortured soul that seems to be the impetous to great works of art?
Is it a requirement? Do you need to be tortured to produce good works?
This all came to mind because a friend and I were discussing different artists. We were talking [...]
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I think, sometimes, I don’t realize how much of my life is centered around Dakota. I don’t realize how much time I do spend on his care, on loving him, and on just talking to him.
This morning, as I readied for work, he could tell something was up. [...]
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american life in poetry: column 078
by ted kooser, u.s. poet laureate, 2004-2006
Mothers and fathers grow accustomed to being asked by young children, “What’s that?” Thus parents relearn the world by having to explain things they haven’t thought about in years. In this poem the Illinois poet Bruce Guernsey looks closely [...]
Things are a little busy right now between work and school.
I am trying to get caught up and will be posting regularly again soon (hopefully by this weekend).
Thanks for your patience.
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american life in poetry: column 076
by ted kooser, u.s. poet laureate, 2004-2006
I’d guess we’ve all had dreams like the one portrayed in this wistful poem by Tennessee poet Jeff Daniel Marion. And I’d guess that like me, you too have tried to nod off again just to capture a few [...]
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I am taking part in a study at the university being conducted by the health psychology department. It’s a weight study.
In this study, they are paying attention to caloric, fat, and fiber intake. We have to wear pedometers. We also have to pay attention to our stress [...]
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american life in poetry: column 077
by ted kooser, u.s. poet laureate, 2004-2006
Li-Young Lee, who lives in Chicago, evokes by the use of carefully chosen images a culture, a time of day, and the understanding of love through the quiet observation of gesture.
Early in the Morning
While the long grain is softening
in [...]
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What a colorful world we live in. When spam can inspire writing, the world must be amazing.
Really, it’s just that I was looking at my spam and chuckling and couldn’t resist. The spam is italicized.
Hi, neon lamp,
You don’t know me but Veronica reffered me to you. [...]
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This is another photo that has a lot of views on Flickr. I have no idea why. It’s not that great of a shot but I loved the lighting and I loved that I took it in a place that is very comfortable to me - my bedroom.
Yesterday’s [...]
