Category: writing writers
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Magic Realism
A cold, wet morning. Somehow, last night the Red Sox played at Fenway (baseball) with temperatures in the 30’sF, fog, mist, and drizzle. The players and the fans looked miserable, on top of which, the Sox lost. On the bright side, literally, the showers have brought on the daffodils and they are seemingly everywhere! This…
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A Hundred White Daffodils
A blustery day, warm and windy. The clouds are thickening and there will be rain tonight. Early this morning there was a good deal of bird song that quietened when the wind rose. I’m not sure whether there was less song or whether the wind drowned it out, or both. In the yard, the first…
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Reading Jane Kenyon
A cloudy, warmish day, quite a change from recent weeks. Maybe some showers later. Perhaps a walk this afternoon. I’ve been reading Jane Kenyon’s Collected Poems. She lived the last couple of decades of her leukemia shortened life in a New Hampshire valley. Her house, the weather, farming, the natural world, pets, and her relationship…
