play ball I served a church outside of Boston back when a curse was still a curse and every year before Opening Day Wally would stand and read aloud Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away; They fly forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day. he crossed my mind today…
it’s not your fault a friend who grew up in an abusive home recalls a moment in a mall store when she was young and her mother was berating her and a stranger knelt down and looked her in the eye “this is not your fault” she said and then life went on but the…
I have three tattoos. The first one is the simplest: a semi-colon. It rests on the front side of my right arm. When I learned about Project Semi-Colon and the idea that depression is not the end of the sentence, I punctuated my life with there mark. The third one is on the inside of…
vigil what difference does it make if we all stand still together or fill up a room to hear others tell stories of love and loss one woman in town is baking Ukrainian bread to raise money to help refugees and hospitals one loaf at a time how can a hundred bucks stop a tank…
The way the story unfolds in John’s gospel, I think the disciples got increasingly nervous every time Jesus went to Jerusalem because each trip seemed to up the ante, as far as those in power were concerned. As long as he stayed in Galilee, the crowds didn’t matter so much. But when he came to…
We have had a grey and misty day around here, with a few moments of sunlight, but not many. The dampness in the air makes it feel colder than it is. When I sat down to write, it felt like a good night to share some songs that have found me over the past weeks,…
It’s an odd connection, I suppose. I was reading Rebecca Solnit’s Orwell’s Roses and she was describing a painting of one of his English ancestors–a painting of “gentility”: an English country house and the men clothed in their privilege–and then went on to talk about what was “outside the frame of the painting,” which was…
exhausted (adj.) mid-17c., “consumed, used up; of persons, “tired out.” So says the etymological dictionary. The verb exhaust (“to use up completely”) goes back to the 1530s, but I think it is probably more than coincidence that the use of the adjective lines up with the beginning of the Industrial Revolution, along with the Enlightenment,…
performative it seems like a cute reflex when a kid realizes they are on the stadium screen and they start to dance without the camera they would have stayed caught up in their cracker jacks or dreams of a foul ball but tell me there’s a chance my tweet could go viral and the dance…
emotional support books for umberto eco unread books were of more value than the read ones best for a library to hold what you don’t know reading is not conquest an exercise of trust page after page but what then of unreading the books that sit around in stacks or on shelves standing or lying…