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When you are walking down a city street and not paying much attention–perhaps you are downtrodden by some confusion–and come suddenly upon a rosebush blooming against a brick wall, you may be struck and awakened by the appearance of beauty. But the rose is not beautiful. You think the rose is beautiful and so you … Continue reading


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I’ve been reading View with a Grain of Sand by Wislawa Szymborska. A number of poems have impressed upon me things I’m unable to articulate at present moment, but I know I’ve been changed by “Notes from a Nonexistent Himalayan Expedition,” “Vocabulary,” “Autonomy,” and “Conversation with a Stone.” I’ve reread them for days. I long to sit … Continue reading