Dear Isabel (Letter/1)
Saturday 20 June 2015 Dear Isabel What an honor to receive your letter. It could be published AS IS on a blog. You could give it as A TED Talk. (18 minutes!)
Monday Morning
At the Lindell Schnucks Walking away from the self-checkout Passing two men round my age One says to the other “They found her dead in her car”
Tiger Tiger Burning Bright
They’ve got to be late 60s Some early 70s Same age as Gary Roi— Now what was Gary doing back in 1968 When the men of Tiger Force went about their war? How many of…
The Price of Peace by Rob Trousdale
I read Goldtooth on climate change while I contemplate buying new construction I read Maurin on simplicity while I lay 6.5 on the Knicks (-130) at the Garden I read Wolff on capitalism while I…
Chris
Some people are able to focus, laser-like, on one thing—athletes, musicians, scientists. For Chris Wallach, it’s mindfulness. It’s a gift. It’s a talent she’s deliberately cultivated over the last several years. It’s a whole set…
Lessons in Teaching by Erin
Erin recently started teaching as an adjunct professor at SLU, and gave me permission to share this. Teaching has been a very humbling experience. There have been many times I have felt insecure about…
What I Believe by Carol Wright
Carol shared this with me at our discussion at Cafe Ventana on Swami Prabhavananda’sThe Sermon on The Mount According to Vedanta… What I believe (or think I believe or feel I believe) that there is some…
You’ve Got Better Things To Do, Like…
Read Margaret Smith’s biography of Rabi’a of Basra at some Lower East Side Odessa restaurant Take refuge in late March, early April underneath the tallest trees in Queens and the Bronx Write incandescent love poem to…
What To Do When Someone Continually Tries To Cover You with a Bushel
It’s simple You get out from under the bushel Over and over Because you are the light of the world
At Café Ventana, I Daydream, Seeing…
Your hand the first to shoot up in Torts You smiling serenely at the gunners You checking off your To Do list with equanimity You noticing the unjoie de vivre jaws of your friends, knowing, sooner of…