Even So …#7

Day ? of the plague. It’s Easter, even so. The Child of Light returns, in spite of everything. At the end of my street, a lone woman rings a big brass bell at the end of her driveway, to mark the moment, not forgetting, even so. The symbol of the promise that we will die…

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Even So . . . #6

Day ? of the plague. In spite of everything, hearing Randy Rainbow sing Tom Waits’ Martha on “Better Things” makes me sob and nearly burst with love. My elderly neighbor makes signs of encouragement and hope, even so. In spite of everything, a bowl of really delicious chicken soup is pure comfort. News comes of more…

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Even So #5

Day ? of the plague. A wild storm blew through this afternoon, not caring a bit for our little concerns, even so. A dear friend put everything aside to care for a very difficult elderly relative, in spite of everything. Oh, the irony of this Plague at Passover. I’m not Jewish, but I honor the…

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Even So…#4

On day ? of the plague: The full moon offered her silver energy to my open arms last night, even so. Lightning lit up the sky in the witching hour, a display full of wonder, in spite of everything. The bread didn’t rise, but thanks to a friend’s recipe, the tontons were delicious, even so.…

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Even So… #3

What has this #? day in the plague brought? In spite of everything, the dew on the grass this morning was cool as riverwater on my feet. The crows yakked at me from the branches of the hemlock, and I yakked back, even so. In spite of everything, two friends recovered from this… I made…

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Even so…#2

Second day, or maybe the 15th, in the middle (or beginning) of this thing, whatever it is. In spite of everything, the fish in the pond jumped high for no reason at all, except joy. I stretched my body, yoga-style, which I haven’t done in a long time, even so. In spite of everything, two…

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Even so…. #1

I’ve lost count of how long this pandemic has been going on. But, remembering the words of Raymond Carver, who wrote, “Did you get wanted what you wanted from this life, even so?”, I ask and will keep asking, was this day a miracle, even so? In spite of everything, I drew a deep breath…

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So here we are…

So here we are, in turbulent seas and howling winds. So here we are, in a pandemic. What to do with our fragile selves, our fragile hearts? Where do we put our fears? This first: look at the person next to you (animal or human) and say thank you for not fleeing. Tell your neighbor:…

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‘Tis The Season To Be Bookish #4 and final

These are some of the books I read and loved this year. The fourth and final post. You can pursue the other selections here and here and here. THE INNOCENTS by Michael Crummey. An astonishingly good book. I can see why it was nominated for every prize, although I can’t see why it hasn’t won…

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‘Tis The Season To Be Bookish #3

These are some of the books I read and loved this year. The third post. You can pursue the other selections here and here. THE OLD WAYS by Robert Macfarlane.  My dear friend, Nathan Turoff, turned me on to Macfarlane. Thank you, Nathan! I could devote an entire blog to Macfarlane’s work. I am haunted…

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