I first loved a Ted Kooser poem (Boarding House) in high school. I fell back in love with Kooser when catching up on Writer’s Almanac on a plane this weekend and heard this poem featured. Splitting An Order – Ted Kooser I like to watch an old man cutting a sandwich in half, maybe an… Continue reading poetry dose | six
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poetry dose | five
Tonight I was at Theology on Tap, and one of the speakers asked some questions I didn’t feel like answering. I don’t want to answer them now either. So I’m sharing them with you. And making it my delayed poetry dose for the week — I think that “Wild Geese” by Mary Oliver (a perennial classic… Continue reading poetry dose | five
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I’ve got two (TWO!) prose poems for you tonight on the topic of time. I’ve been obsessed with Why Time Seems to Fly lately, which is an interactive visualization of how time passes in our lives. It’s strange, unsettling, and uplifting all at once. Now onto the poetry. I read a lot of David Shumate in college. If… Continue reading poetry dose | four
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Two of my good friends (1 & 2) shared around a lovely graduation speech by Donald Antrim — you can read it here in The New Yorker. I love both of those women and also this piece. Just, come on — I hope that you will be faced with difficult choices and decisions, trials that… Continue reading poetry dose | three
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I struggled to choose lines to pull from this Rilke poem. The voice of God, calling us into life, sending us into the world with all that entails. I spent the weekend at the Hearts on Fire retreat that the Apostleship of Prayer and Jesuits have for young adults. It was really lovely. Appropriately the… Continue reading poetry dose | two
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Mondays can be long and hard, but usually I find Tuesdays hit me worse. I have found that letting myself curl up with some poetry makes for a more restorative evening in between. I’ve mentioned on this blog before that I have a sporadically maintained poetry blog from my early college days. While I don’t update it often anymore,… Continue reading poetry dose | one
fifty small pleasures
Do you need a little pick me up? Same. The sweet thud of a Bundt cake coming evenly out of its pan. Waking up from a good night of sleep and realizing that you had a good night of sleep. A new bud on a plant you thought was dead. Hearing a song for the… Continue reading fifty small pleasures
february-is-depressing antidotes
It isn’t Lent yet, but I’ve been thinking a lot about what I am going to do to make myself less like this: and more like this: (Dirty pot not cropped because #nofilter.) (Both these plants live in my apartment. I swear that ficus is just dormant. It’s going to come back!!) In the meantime,… Continue reading february-is-depressing antidotes
in which i have a lot of feelings
There aren’t even pictures in this post. My tons of feelings aren’t hurt if you pedal right past this one. Joining the trend of feeling totally off kilter in the world this week. I was home on vacation for a long, long time and even though I was aware and upset about of Ferguson and ISIS and… Continue reading in which i have a lot of feelings
the enkindled spring
YO. It is SPRING. I am really ready to kiss winter goodbye this year because it has been a long one, even here in the semi-south. Here’s a spring-themed Instagram and poem to get you in the spirit, in case your weather isn’t feeling very spring-like yet. http://instagram.com/p/lS1WMpRk9p/ The Enkindled Spring – D.H. Lawrence This… Continue reading the enkindled spring
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