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    enjambment

    I’ve been slogging my way through a book called “The Wonder Paradox: Embracing the Weirdness of Existence and the Poetry of Our Lives” by Jennifer Michael Hecht. I’m not sure why it feels like a slog. There are moments of brilliant a-ha that keep me going and then times of “restful slow reading” (sleep). Plus…

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    Being Home

    I keep thinking about Home. As I drove to the grocery store today, I witnessed the tangled mess of trees and branches waiting for cleanup. Blue tarps draped over roofs signaling destruction had touched down a couple weeks ago. It is all so random. In one tenth of a mile, it looks ‘normal’ and then…