Ruminating on the cusp of Spring
I dwell in the both/and. Like many folks, news of the cornonavirus shapes the day, mostly emptying it, which gives me time to ruminate. As I ate lunch today, I began thinking about all the…
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The Call of the Tent
This essay appears in the online journal of the Tennessee Humanities Council, Chapter 16. A writer considers the meaning of sacred space As a child in the South I would see them: giant tents erected…
Revisiting the fields of promise, listening
to Harold If I could write to you what would I say?This lament is for medriving home tonightin my silver sports car,not so unlike you,wanting for one moment to sailout there, over the film of…
Excerpt: From the Midway: Unfolding Stories of Redemption and Belonging
The nuns at the hospital in New Orleans knew they could not raise him, but they could not let him die either, so they allowed a couple named Cole to adopt the boy with…