The word means fertile, fruitful, abundant. Ours is a fecund world of 7 billion — old, young, and all in between — giving birth to new life in all forms: a child, a poem, a work of fiction or history, music. 980 more words
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You Don’t Know Anything Until Someone You Love Dies
by Anna March
A passage from my memoir in progress.
An earlier version of this appeared, in different form, in Connotation Press. 1,349 more words