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Dailies 1/9/16: hiding, holding a dead wren, needing a safe house, foreclosing on peril

So you will never find me – Marina Tsvetaeva, translated by Mary Jane White 

So you will never find me—
In this life—with a sharp and invisible… 115 more words

Our wounds are our medicine.

Beginning around 10th grade, I turned to food as a way to help me cope with what I wasn’t able to feel or deal with emotionally. 617 more words

Life

Five Books That Shaped Me in 2016

It’s been a year of bizarre, unexpected surprises, both personally and politically. I spent a lot of time alone, reconnecting with my passions, reaquainting myself with old literary loves, and generally taking care of myself. 1,253 more words

Men's Issues

"A Christmas Poem" by Robert Bly

Christmas is a place, like Jackson Hole, where we all
agree
To meet once a year. It has water, and grass for
horses;
All the fur traders can come in. 174 more words

Poetry

Dailies 12/23/16: evening & shepherds & stars & islands & psalms & tie racks

Looking at the Stars – Robert Bly 

I still think about the shepherds, how many stars
They saw. We owe our love of God to these sheep… 107 more words