March 5, 2015

I’ve been thinking, lately, how language fails us. Particularly we who are preoccupied with the thrust of the marvelous, we who long to remake ourselves and our worlds…as well to make “our worlds within words “ as my friend Stanislas once said.


The language we have now...

December 30, 2014

Half my life ago, I was swept by a fierce wind; it rose up, and I was gone. Nothing prepared me for such violence: I broke oaths, wrecked all edifices of a middle class woman’s life: marriage, home, plans for success in the precious material world. I would relinquish a...

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