pay attention. be amazed. tell about it.
whole: Christmas Day
Where is that place apart you summon us? Noisily we seek it and have no time to stay. Stars are distant; is it more distant still, out in the dark in the shadow of thought itself? No wonder it recedes as we calculate its proximity in light years. Maybe we were mistaken at the beginning…
whole: Christmas Eve
BEAUTY CAN SAVE THE WORLD so says the magnet pinned to the front of my fridge. But what does it know clinging to its empty whitewashed tomb? But then as I drive beyond the endless fields of rabbit’s foot and wild rye, I pass a hillside of white tulips—their cotton petals flinging the sunlight back…
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